June 17, 2004

“It’s always dark in the forest.”
Just came back from a nocturnal walk through the park with Melissa, during which, she moved two snails “out of harm’s way,” i.e., off the bike path. There are no snails where she comes from in the Midwest.

I have a glass of amber-colored white peony tea sitting on my desk here as I sort through a laundry list of to do’s. Because it’s delicate in nature, the key to white peony is letting the water sit for a short spell after it has boiled, and then letting the leaves steep for a minute or so.

The wind is really knocking things around out there.

Gotta get that Father’s Day card out.

The word erstwhile should be used more often.


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