Tuesday, June 13, 2006
anticipation
The air is thick with anticipation, not my anticipation but anticipation by the world around me. The birds have stopped to listen and the frongs are silent straining to hear. The trees hold still, with not a slight bit of wind to make their branches sing. The air is round and heavy, waiting. What is it that they wait for? Do they know?
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Sounds stormy:)
Hey, I just wanted to pop over and say hi. I was soaking in a late bath when you called and have been out late or up to something or another, which has left me feeling like I need to at least let you know I got your message.
I also wanted to tell you about this site:www.slooh.com. It's an online observatory. I thought you might also enjoy it. It really feels later in the week than it is (sigh) and I'm not sure if I'll go to knitting tonight or try to get a few things done - there are so many new knitting books out now. Just too many projects; too little time and money. Grrr. Have a great day!
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