Either I'm getting a cold or I have allergies. I don't have allergies, I never have, but I just read an article that a person can get them when they're an adult. (I guess at 61-1/2 I qualify as an adult.) My kids have springtime allergies, Durwood does too, but I never have, not so far anyway, so I'm hoping that this is a cold and will run it's course. Just took a Zycam in hopes that this is a cold. I recommend Zycam; it staves off colds or makes them shorter, at least it has for me in the past.
April 17--Italy, Jacket.
Rich brown silk
heavy, brocaded,
weighted by gold braid,
buoyed by gossamer lace,
convent-made for
a rich man's mistress.
Sumptuous,
blatantly costly.
Did she feel the
holy women's stitches
pricking her conscience?
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I get to go to yoga tonight after work, so I can't forget my yoga pants. I'm not so bendy that I could yog in my jeans. Tsk, what a concept. I keep my yoga mat in the car just in case there's some extemporaneous yoga in my path so I don't have to fetch that, it's always ready. I'd better remind Durwood that I'll be late. Stay warm today. Play in the sunshine if you can.
--Barbara
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