May 11, 2025
Yellowthroats teemed this morning in the west garden. They burrow into the thick cover provided by the jungles of anemone and green dragon. You see leaves tremble as they shoulder through. Blessed.
Last night DJ and I at the Symphony in Thomas Wolfe, with Chris Thile as the antic guest artist. Drinks at the Bier Garten afterwards– in the past at least a weekly routine, now long past.
In a mood this morning– could hardly bear to speak to anybody at church. Too much effort even to form a sentence.
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