May 28, 2021
Woke early and went into the kitchen, and saw on the lawn just lit with dawn two racoons. My heart stirred for them, they looked so happy, so innocent, so at home. I though they’d hurt their paws, but they were doing a little jumpy dance across the grass so they could see what might be stirred up.
Some weeding. Hacking of the immortal bamboo. Looking at quite old plays, finding them often quite good, realizing that I retire or conceal whole manuscripts because someone said something slighting.
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