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Day 83 - Cold
May. 12th, 2020 05:44 pmIcy autumn has arrived; we have lit the fireplace.
The little angels, accustomed to sleeping in a corridor by the laundry area, have been brought in. I took pity on them and let them sleep with me these past two days. If by sleep you mean the two of them lying in the middle of the bed, my body precariously on the edge.
I sweep leaves in the morning then work on translations in the afternoon. I can now make bread off the top of my head. Today, I made some banana bread.
I can go days without saying much.
The little angels, accustomed to sleeping in a corridor by the laundry area, have been brought in. I took pity on them and let them sleep with me these past two days. If by sleep you mean the two of them lying in the middle of the bed, my body precariously on the edge.
I sweep leaves in the morning then work on translations in the afternoon. I can now make bread off the top of my head. Today, I made some banana bread.
I can go days without saying much.
