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2013-04-08 - 5:39 p.m.

never any less than this, but sometimes more.

the weather is warm here, finally. it chills me not to think of you.

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reading: there once lived a girl who seduced her sister's husband, and he hanged himself, by ludmilla petrushevskaya.
listening to: birdsong and wind chimes, the noise from the road and the wind in the trees.
working on: knitting little sweaters for all my little friends.
in the garden: these clusiana tulips are the most generous things.


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