Still considering
It improved as it went along, this day. By afternoon, the umbrella was just a talisman against further indignities from above. Got my fifty year old clarinet back from the shop, where it had undergone a check up and minor adjustments. We'll see how it goes.
Evening with friends, who were belatedly feting our anniversary; very sweet of them to do so, after a long hard week. It's supposed to be blessedly wonderful tomorrow, so we hope it comes through.
Evening with friends, who were belatedly feting our anniversary; very sweet of them to do so, after a long hard week. It's supposed to be blessedly wonderful tomorrow, so we hope it comes through.
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"We'll see how it goes."
Just pucker your lips and blow.
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