February 1, 2012

Complicated dreams– AD had a sort of ballet farm–her style involved a bit of long-distance running– and I was developing my chops as a ballet dancer.

Dinner with JRE last night. We tried not to listen to the trivia contest. She gave me a potted pink hyacinth, which I will put into the unseasonable ground today. It may be finished blooming by the time real winter comes.