Yesterday a dangerous, dark storm swept into Mystic, making the morning look like night at 9:00 a.m. The darkness and strong winds sent dome shivers through me, especially since Delycia was on the road in the storm. I worried about her -- and about me, her lonesome partner.
Toward evening, while Delycia was preparing her usual painstaking meal, I sat by the open window in the living room, reading and finding excellent literature for my fall English courses. It was a treat to take many moments to simply read and appreciate and get enthusiastic about teaching. It's been one of the steady pleasures of my life.
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This morning we took a fast walk along the sunny river and up and down some hills, me with 5-pound weights swinging on both arms.