I am having a Tired Tuesday and may be able to make my blog post before it is over. At least, it may be Wednesday already according to my WordPress timestamp; it is still Tuesday according to, I don’t know, reality? That’s too all-encompassing. Let’s say Herkimer, NY time.
Can you do “He loves me, he loves me not” with these?
I throw in a picture to pep things up. These were my Black-Eyed Susans last August. I noticed some Brown-Eyed Susans blooming near my back steps yesterday and meant to take a picture. It is too dark now, but maybe tomorrow. I spent a couple of ambitious days doing yard work week before last then petered out. I do not despair of getting back out there, although any real yard and garden plans will have to wait till 2026.
Oh, OK, I’ll try again.
I mentioned this quote in a letter to my sister Diane earlier. It is from the movie Galaxy Quest in case you didn’t know. I think I was lamenting my difficulty writing, but it may have been my difficulty cleaning. I don’t suppose it is too late, even at my age, to improve at these things.
Substitute my cell phone for the candle.
They do say tomorrow is another day. Of course they also say same shit, different day. I can’t worry about these things now. I have made some semblance of a blog post. Now I will try for some semblance of sleep.
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