Sunday, March 26, 2023

Spring Sunday

Getting up early to do laundry. To go to the supermarket for just coffee beans and toothpaste and spending two-hundred-fifty dollars among people I don't even like. March. The sun is out. The wind is blowing. There are robins in the fields and blackbirds gathering straw for their nests. I'm going to have lunch with my daughter today a couple of hours drive from here. We're all gathering to celebrate her 25th birthday belatedly. I receive a text message unexpectedly. Another invitation for lunch. The first such invitation in a very long time.

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