Ten.Nine Hundred & Seventy-Three
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The light is coming in fast.
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Bacon. Eggs. Nettle tea in process.
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I stare at the nectarine blooms through the window. That poor, sickly tree and yet so much beauty still remains.
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Rain later in the week. Thank goodness. I hope it comes.
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Nursing calf. Browning hills. They were barely green this winter.
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Questions without answers. Questions with answers that I don’t like. Realizing I’ve been asking myself questions to avoid addressing the answers.
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The orange blossoms are coming. He has lemon blossoms too.
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I must not have recorded the dates.
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The irony is that you know that you know. Despite knowing that you know what you know you continue to make choices that are out of alignment with that knowing.
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Pax. Petit Manseng from El Dorado. Oh yeah. I had forgotten that wine could be fun and interesting.