... I could write a long post about all the things I am not doing. Limited to our municipality and leaving the house only if necessary, my life is just an eventless uninspiring continuum.
But the Christmas cards are all finished waiting to be written.
My book is in press.
The terrace fence is painted.
We do get out occasionally, staying away from everyone. What could be more appropriate than the middle of the river.
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