Sunday, May 8, 2022

 

May 7, 2022

Met a woman at the coffeeshop whose daughter graduates today (in creative writing) from UNCA. First Commencement in three years, and it’ll be plagued by chill and squally rain. They live in DC. Her daughter chose UNCA because it’s a hippie school in a hippie town and she could run free.” I wouldn’t have said that, but I see how someone would. 

The garden is perfection. 

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