Lawyer: "I have seen people get rid of a good deal of other people's money, and bear it very well: very well indeed"--Little Dorrit
Dreamed of reflecting how much I miss the back-yard garden from our old home in Sackville, N.B.; stopping on the road between Sackville and Moncton, seeing snow on the ground and wondering what time of year it was; the lines from Tennyson's "In Memoriam"
So runs my dream, but what am I?
An infant crying in the night.
An infant crying for the light,
And with no language but a cry.
Dinner was sausage and mashed potatoes.
At choir practice we started on the first act of Lucia di Lamermoor. (Carmen said hi to me. Maybe she likes me!) [The power of wishful thinking...]
Ordered several new o'ekaki puzzle books on Amazon, along with the Lexicon of Musical Invective.
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