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I know that it has been a long time since I've updated, and I know also that this is a source of frustration for at least two of my regular readers (yes, that's two of the three...). But I have been reading Harry Potter. What can be done? Nothing. There's only one book left to go, though, so no worries. I'll start on that today, and it should be done soon.

My sister is visiting for the weekend, a source of great joy and happiness, and my mother is back in town for a few more days as well. She will be able to return for good from the fixing-up of the desert house by the end of the week (no crossed fingers; we hope in good faith, not in superstitions). This should coincide more or less with my renewed interest in the outside world, so we may even do one or two bloggable activities! Maybe even take a photo or two. :)

The sailboats on the water outside my house look like toys. The wind is whipping with a ghostly noise, wholly inappropriate for such a bright - though not entirely clear - summer morning. I have been working for the last six days straight, and I am excited at the prospect of doing next to nothing until mother and sister return from Disneyland. Whereupon we shall perhaps perhaps go to IKEA. A good follow-up to the happiest place on earth, if I've ever heard of one.

Cheers.

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  1. thank you from the sticks deep in the mountains of colorado. thank you for blogging...

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  2. yay for new posts!!! thank you for keeping me entertained. :-)

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  3. I love sail boats. I hope I can see some when I´m there...

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  4. you will absolutely see some when you're here. you will see some everyday. just out the front window. i promise.

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