A storm has beaten all the petals from the roses, and still wrings water from the clouds. I’m indoors, and I’m finally alone.

The list of things to accomplish this weekend is a grand one, but as usual, I’ll be content so long as I have a few hours in my worlds. The rest is silence (and laundry, and avoiding the telephone).

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