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January 16, 2018

Great and Small 🐞

Halyomorpha halys seeks warmth.

*Halyomorpha halys* seeks warmth.

We all live in our own cosy worlds, little circles of light and activity, repeated round and round until fate steps in. There is a stinkbug on my lampshade, and I am uneasy.

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January 15, 2018

Cheaper Is Better ✁ - - - - - - -

Ad and sample page from Cheaper & Better.

Tonight at midnight, Cheaper & Better will once again be free for 24 hours! It’s a great chance to get all the recipes for all the thousands of things you buy in the stores. You will save thousands in return, so it’s a great deal! πŸ”

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January 14, 2018

News in a Box πŸ“°

A box full of precious papers.

A box full of precious papers.

And now, as promised yesterday, here’s the rest of the story. Once upon a time, people got their news from papers. Delicate, fragile, tissue-thin and smeary; rich people wore gloves when touching them, after a servant had ironed the pages. These news-papers were cheap and plentiful and vast forests all over the globe were chopped down so that the news could be distributed day in and day out and more than twice a day in big cities.

So newspapers were cheap and plentiful, a proletarian textile.

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January 13, 2018

Not Yet πŸ’‘

A lamp-to-be or Not. I crack myself up sometimes.

A lamp-to-be or Not. I crack myself up sometimes.

I’ve been having a hard time doing more than the minimal for the last few days. Each day there’s a small accomplishment, but there have been no grand plans or big projects, and that feels worrying. I must be in a brooding period, a patient wait as the drips and the tocks add up. I feel gratitude for the peace, and I’m not complaining, but almost. OK, a tiny complaint: Trump is driving me mad.

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January 6, 2018

Some Days πŸ’

Decorations are still up on this sunny day.

Decorations are still up on this sunny day.

A snowy sunny Saturday, some mending at my side, AM Joy on the TV. January always seems to open a new book, a fine new book … first chapter, first entries … everything is possible, once again. I love January! I enjoy beginning things, and now that I am older, I’ve also learned the extreme joy of finishing things. Sigh. January is always a time for reflection, recursion, rejoicing in solitude. A.M. joy every single day!

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