A Rose...

... is the visible result of an infinitude of complicated goings on in the bosom of the earth and in the air above, and similarly a work of art is the product of strange activities in the human mind.

~ Clive Bell


I did not even go outside today. Very mild weather. L. went skiing. Moose couldn't go, bad rear leg and we don't know why. He was very puzzled as to the reasons why L. was going alone. After 10-15 minutes of incomprehension, he forgot the whole thing ever happened and slept.

Sassy came to visit as she is leaving tomorrow. She brought gifts for Moose and Ginger. Thank you Sassy and see you soon.

Tomorrow is back to work. Pity.

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