"In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er,
Like coarsest clothes against the cold"

—Tennyson

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Today I think Charlotte and I are both over our bout of the flu, or maybe I'm more motivated to do the housework since there's no one fun to visit with (I miss you Mom!) and the house is pretty disheveled. I finished the laundry and watered the plants and even had snack time with the kids. Then they built castles out of legos and I played Barcarolle on the piano.

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