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Started July 1st 2019 for contests, etc. as other blogs are filling up and have other purposes.  I'm starting a new blog because
I'll be linking to
I've started an appendix (I no longer have one personally) to keep track of my Space Cadet journals for Space Blog. It's a work constantly under construction. Mind the mess.
I needed to start a folder for contests as there are so many deadlines and details to remember.
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| 42 degrees at midnight. I no longer know about deadlines. I made a couple promises so I should at least give them a go. Maybe travel will give me something to write about, although I doubt that that will matter. I suspect that the sunshine this week will keep me from deep depression. And May is my favorite month. 39 degrees at 8:16. Being so west skews our east-west axis. If noon is high noon then 6-6 is due east and west. But we're about 40 minutes behind. So... 6:40 or with DST 7:40. Add to the sun "yawning over the mountain" and it may be light out there early but the sun doesn't come in my windows before 7:40 regardless. Also, our coldest hour of the day is around 7 a.m., our warmest about 5-6 p.m. A 25-30 degree warmup is normal at this time of year. The lower the humidity the greater the gap. 52 degrees at 10:53. I took a shower, had a bologna-peanut-butter sandwich. Wrote a postcard to Gary. 63 at 13:53. Feels warmer in the sun. We'll be roasting tomorrow. Mailed postcard (a separate action from writing a postcard); groceries. I bought masa because I sure don't need bread. (╥﹏╥) Finished 1000 Stars ಥ╭╮ಥ  + The east wind blew me away when will the west wind blow me back. I moved away to where the east wind always blows. A thousand miles isn't far enough. I left everything behind except what I tucked into a pocket. There you rest forever close to my heart. A thousand years isn't time enough. The stars above connect us with eternal promises. The moon kindly looks down on us. They know a thousand miles's not enough. The ground waits patiently to receive my bones. The sky awaits my soul. Unitl I depart let the east wind blow. Ten thousand years is not enough. In response to Lilli's QOTD: "Depends on what you're baking. Joys and tears are both welcome ingredients. A dash of kindness can salvage almost anything. "66 degrees at 15:47. April in Costa Rica Summer's dust is washed away. 7 Big bugs come out to play. 6 Birds now sit upon their nests. 7 We thank the rains; we're blest. 6 Roads to somewhere go nowhere, 7 the bridge no longer there. 6 Holy Week is over now. 7 No need to go to town. 6 Miss planting, you'll go hungry. 7 No time to be angry. 6 Not idyllic as it seems. 7 It's time to plant the beans 6 Pikachu ⢀⣠⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣤⣶⣶ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⢰⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⣀⣀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡏⠉⠛⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠈⠛⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⠛⠉⠁⠀⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⠿⠿⠿⠻⠿⠿⠟⠿⠛⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣸⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣄⠀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣴⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠏⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠠⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠀⠀⢰⣹⡆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣭⣷⠀⠀⠀⠸⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠀⠀⠈⠉⠀⠀⠤⠄⠀⠀⠀⠉⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⢿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢾⣿⣷⠀⠀⠀⠀⡠⠤⢄⠀⠀⠀⠠⣿⣿⣷⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡀⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢄⠀⢀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠉⠁⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢹⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿ 4332 |
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