Our youngest daughter got fever today, above 39 °C, some kind of summer flu I guess. Our middle daughter wanted to go for a walk after dinner, so I took her to Luukki, to have a look at the lake there. A lot of pollen was floating in the water near the shore.
I was a bit tired after commuting by bicycle, but walking helped and I started to feel better.
(Posting title is from the poem The Chocolate Infection by G. E. Murray.)
There’s nothing left to us, now, but one another.
13 hours ago
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