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Sunday, March 24, 2019

Each knew the others had

The photographs were taken at Meiko on February 22nd.

(Posting title is from the poem I Found a 1950s “Answer and Color-in Book” by Jennifer Barber.)

Wednesday, January 17, 2018

I have cleared this space for you, for you, for you

The photograph was taken on December 9th.

This afternoon it started to snow, and there was 4 cm of snow on the ground when I arrived home. It looks like winter.

My old lobster-style winter gloves don't keep the hands warm any more. They are over fours years old, so I guess that was to be expected. I ordered a new pair, of different type, size XXL, and I hope they fit. I don't understand the sizing of gloves, it seems that they are always smaller than they should be.

So far this year I have got 200 km riding the bicycle.

(Posting title is from the poem sweet reader, flanneled and tulled by Olena Kalytiak Davis.)