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Thursday, October 04, 2012
Autumnal: my busy-bee day--
I scrubbed the front of the house (disgusting, dirty, buggly-uggly) under the porch and the porch ceiling and raked leaves and cut down my garden and weeded and planted cardinal flowers for next year and gave my daughter a driving lesson and just wrote a little story. Trala! Why can't every day be like this? Think I'll revise a few poems before midnight, maybe toss in a little meditation and exercise and zoom around the moon a couple of times!
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Alas, I must once again remind large numbers of Chinese salesmen and other worldwide peddlers that if they fall into the Gulf of Spam, they will be eaten by roaming Balrogs. The rest of you, lovers of grace, poetry, and horses (nod to Yeats--you do not have to be fond of horses), feel free to leave fascinating missives and curious arguments.
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Mercy.
ReplyDeleteCareful there, Marly. You don't want to burst into a (okay, it would be a glorious) flame upon re-entry into earth's atmosphere.
Teehee with dervishes!
ReplyDeleteMarly, you sound like you've got some energy to share... I could use some. Just got home from the opening and I'm exhausted - shouldn't have done the repotting and carrying about of heavy plants in the afternoon.
ReplyDeleteI was exhausted last night because I had to drive the older kids to driving class in Oneonta and then sit for five hours and then drive home. It's tedium that tires me out most, I think...
ReplyDeletevery productive, I'm impressed!
ReplyDeleteI would be quite productive if every day could be like that one!
ReplyDeleteInspiring! Yesterday I cooked a banquet for three, a Vietnamese dinner. It turned out perfectly! That's all I got done though.
ReplyDeleteI'm sure those in lucky attendance thought that it was a wonderful way for you to spend your hours!
ReplyDeleteI wish I could have some days like that. The disorder in my house is starting to bug me! and get away from me.
ReplyDeleteSusanna