Jan. 15th, 2017

Muddled

Jan. 15th, 2017 08:26 pm
rejectomorph: (caillebotte_man at his window)
I think I thought I had something I was going to say, but damned if I can remember what it was. I don't feel like saying anything anyway. I just want to go out and listen to the frogs until my ears get too cold and I have to come back in and watch television. If I had an outdoor microphone I could route the frog song through my computer speakers and not even have to go outside, though I would miss the pleasant scent of pine that fills the air tonight. The pine trees are always there, but I can only smell them sometimes. What's the deal with that?

Heating up a can of soup for dinner. There is a fresh bolillo roll to go with it, and butter. Thank goodness the shopping is over with for another week. Two more sunny days are due, and then the rain returns. The long range forecast now admits a possibility of snow here a week from Tuesday. I'll believe it when I see it.


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