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Yesterday I went to a rummage sale one block from the low dunes of the ocean along the city's western edge. It was appropriate, afterwards, to roll up the pant legs and take off the shoes and give the toes a little chill. I also need salt water for my next project. I worked with the gentle heft of tide and filled a few bottles with brine ( Read more... )

The first rain of the season tonight.
I smelled it coming in through the window while in class. Walking home later was absorbed by the sense of privacy afforded by an umbrella, and the amplification of pitter-pattering beneath its dome.

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Oh, I'll always blame it on the weather - the perennially autumnal mood of the fog inspiring me to sleep, stay in, make soup and little more beyond the requirements of work and school. The soup lasts nearly a week, it takes the evening to prepare. (Because a good stock needs a few hours of simmering to leach all the nutrients from the bones.)


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