It is so hard to follow the window's change forms. I had a good day today and thought to just write about it so that it makes me more comfortable to find the way how to add the next post. Why do they have to change it?
Anyway I wanted to put down my thoughts even so they are meaningless to anyone else.
Cassandra will come Wednesday and cut the done blooms of my lilacks. It isn't easy to think that I should do it my self, but - the age puts a tremble on my balance to risk climbing the stairs. I am glad I have the girl so willing to do the work.
It does give me also a peace of mind that my garden still gets kept reasonably good. This morning I noticed that the new seeds on the place where the spruce tree was dug out has come up and looks great. It seems like I can see them sprouting higher. Well - maybe poets vision.
Actualy I don't remember what I wanted to write before I found the way to open the draft place.
Now I like to see if I find a way to post it on the blog.
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