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First wine after ten days abstinence is whee!
After getting soaked in yesterday's 26C 31 humidex going to the library and back, I was not looking forward to going out today. But it was infinitely dryer and a wind was blowing so really quite bearable except in the sun.
Put my green bin, open, out on the front path to catch last night's rain. And it caught some but at some point my kind neighbours closed it and put it back under the porch overhang, so must still swish it out properly some time.
Maybe just yesterday's muggy grey wanhope, but my reading was fantodding me last night. My Victorian mystery went on and on, and Alison Bechdal's The Secret to Superhuman Strength depressed me in the odd way that Bechdal in bulk does. Fortunately Return to Dragon Mountain, Spence's book about Zhang Dai, is still delightful with his connoisseur's tea brewing and lantern collecting and music playing. Though I wish I'd kept The Way Spring Arrives longer, to reread the story that recollects his winter boat journey and the Moon Orchid tea he and his uncle contrived.
After getting soaked in yesterday's 26C 31 humidex going to the library and back, I was not looking forward to going out today. But it was infinitely dryer and a wind was blowing so really quite bearable except in the sun.
Put my green bin, open, out on the front path to catch last night's rain. And it caught some but at some point my kind neighbours closed it and put it back under the porch overhang, so must still swish it out properly some time.
Maybe just yesterday's muggy grey wanhope, but my reading was fantodding me last night. My Victorian mystery went on and on, and Alison Bechdal's The Secret to Superhuman Strength depressed me in the odd way that Bechdal in bulk does. Fortunately Return to Dragon Mountain, Spence's book about Zhang Dai, is still delightful with his connoisseur's tea brewing and lantern collecting and music playing. Though I wish I'd kept The Way Spring Arrives longer, to reread the story that recollects his winter boat journey and the Moon Orchid tea he and his uncle contrived.