20:58 ...avoiding walking the dog in the cold, dark, snow mixed with ice-pellets Winter's night...
20:59 ...putting on snowpants, snowboots, muffs, fleece, wool socks & hat, faux-fur coat, earphones & iPod, and walking the dog... brrrr, bravo!
22:39 ...snow like little pins on the eyes was all that was exposed and got accustomed to Sirenia on low volume & thought of Milton's Satan
22:44 ...& of Wagner's Siegfried & Brunnhilde who wakes from a magic sleep
Sheath of feeling. Words groping to touch air.
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hope your daughter is ok.
ReplyDeleteExcept for a very sore and bruised foot, she is. Thanks Sky.
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