Tuesday, April 22, 2014

1791 to 1800

1791. Your help, every hour.
1792. Your name, precious from the lips of my children.
1793. Food - enough, and yes, more than enough.
1794. Friends and chats and nice visits.
1795. Books.
1796. Paper and glue.
1797. Coffee.
1798. Sam asking Patrick to whistle, and staring with disappointment & confusion at the result (ooh - he meant wrestle).
1799. Having my mama on speed dial.
1800. Stillness.

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