It is yet another cool and wet morning. Just as the sun rose a shower of rain came down. Not a heavy shower but a desultory one with big heavy drops falling straight down, a treat to see. No wind or breeze of any kind. Lacrimosa if that's the right word, from the sky. And still we have no green fireballs or mystery booms. But that mix of rain and bright morning sunshine was prodigious enough for the likes of us. What is happening in the backyard is phenomenal. The growth! The green of it! Outside the big window in this office, it really has become a wall of green. This house is in a development at what was once the very edge of town, and it is still close to the edge of town, if town signifies "development", and it was a custom build with features no other house in this neighborhood has, like the big windows, double pane of course and well insulated, and a rather elaborate fireplace and mantel, and so on. At any rate, in this office there is an old, heavy, and quite large desk. No dinky thing is it, and it has real age to it and it is a joy to see such a thing, of real wood, and no plywood or composite material . It must weigh 500 lbs. I'm glad I wasn't the one who moved it in here. I can't even imagine how that was done. My wife told me what a task it was to get it in. The desk belonged to her father and was part of his estate. I should try someday to do something serious and consequential at this desk, because it deserves it. This blog, although gratifying, is not a serious or consequential task, alas. I am probably not capable of performing any form of serious or consequential task, am not now, was not then, and never shall be. So be it.
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