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2023-04-28 - 12:32 a.m.
no money at all
neighbors and their leaf blowers all driven indoors by the weather, i lived my dream of sitting in the far backyard on a warm rainy springtime afternoon, listening to the fiddleheads uncurl.
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reading: gay new york.
listening to: bartees strange, wretched.
working on: my daughter made me drop everything to make her a toy wooden bird. she is still so little that she thinks i can do anything.
in the garden: one raised bed this year, no more money in the budget. no money no money no money at all.
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