Thursday, July 2, 2009

swim, sleep, food

*We swim in the pool for the second time of the day in almost dark time. A father comes to the pool with his four young daughters who chatter away so that R and I play the "What language are they speaking game." The speech is so cute and chirpy that we are not sure until the father says a word and then we know--Arabic.

*Not being able to sleep, I go out on the balcony and breath in the early morning cool air.

*Our dog is very old but still frolics like a puppy when I give her food.

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