73 Days

snow flowers


We have snow today.  I began to think catastrophically.  Not because of the snow.  The snow was very pretty to my boots.  I went to yoga class.  We had a substitute teacher.  His favorite words were “wonderful” and “excellent.”  Someone farted in class twice, and everyone gently pretended not to hear.  I taught a lot of kids the words “felicity” and “forbearance.”  Those were the vocabulary words that interested me most.  Go figure.

Something wonderful:

Play Oregon Trail.  It’s so important to play.

Something beautiful:

“From Lucy’s mouth and cheek came the fresh fragrance of her violet young being.” – Herman Melville, Pierre, which has a cover on Goodreads that appears pornographic, although this is as explicit as it gets by page 30.


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