Tuesday, September 8, 2020

fresh, vest, tea

 * Inhaling fresh, cool, smoke free air for the first time in weeks. Thank you snow and rain. Thank you for the promise of continuing precipitation for the next day or so.

* Pulling my quilted vest out of the trunk. Putting it on though it is unwashed from last spring (do not tell my mother!). Where were my thoughts then? How much have they shifted since?

* Hot tea, hot tea, hot tea......

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