021313 memory sentence (there are two!!)
Ash Wednesday. What joy! Running late this morning I heard the excited chirps and twitter of invisible birds in the garden. In response, I took the time to refill their little bath. They like to splash... Would that I could stay and watch (time clock be damned).
Balancing the apple on my yellow notepaper pad while trying to free the beach chair from its precarious position under junk in the trunk proved futile. Off it rolled, the delicious apple of which I’d had two bites, under the Mazda—dead center. Twenty minutes later it occurred to me I could just pull the car out... Oy
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