There isn't much to report. I managed to sleep in spite of the fact that it may have got down to 80 last night, maybe not. After a late night downtown I was glad to go home. I'm slowly reading the Poet's Market (got up to the Bs).
The doggy days of August are a time for low physical activity accomplishments. I water the garden. Do a wash and hang it on the line. I try to stay where it's cool.
I worked on my website yesterday. Janette showed me how to upload a picture. There will be many more to come. I wrote another poem in the Zmitri series.
Sometimes the very small accomplishments need to be celebrated. Last night I remembered to take my hypertension pill. I celebrated by downing it with death-by-chocolate bundt cake. Life can be good.
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