Today begin with coffee and toast and not one bit of mud, so it was already, by 9 AM, better than Friday. There were three hours of reading/talking/laughing for the Bellingham Review, and a little mid-Saturday thrifting. Hello new-old Viewmaster. We're ushering in the evening with wine and a film. I'm pretty sure tomorrow will only get better.
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I'm still in awe of you for not canceling class after falling in the mud. I would have been in tears as I wrote the email to my kids and then curled up in bed for a day.
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