The house looks like a tornado swept through. Clutter, papers, dust. All must be banished by tomorrow night when book club arrives here. I was crazy to volunteer to substitute as hostess in Feb. There are too many things to do! On Sunday, I had not even opened the book,
I Am Malala, but today I have nearly finished. The politics are so complex that I'm sure most of the group put the book aside. Between reading, grocery shopping, backpacking class in Brocton and four hours at musical, I was not able to write at all and probably won't get back to it till Thursday.
11:30 pm and Steve is out at a call in Forestville for people overcome by carbon monoxide. I hope they will be ok!
The poor deer, birdies and other wild creatures must endure this terrible arctic cold.
Several camped out in our woods the last few freezing nights.
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