I was picking raspberries in the backyard moments ago.  Just me in the midst of the prickers and the Aedes vexans.  Got a little over a pint of the little gems--the first substantial pick of the season.  Yum.  They're rinsed and chilling for later.

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Norah Jones singing now.

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I've been obsessing over Appearances and Dipstick (Diptych)  today.

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Lot of rain the last few days.

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B.B. and Clapton singing now.

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My back itches.

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I can only speak in monosyllables on the guitar.

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In my writing I'm inclined toward a simple vocabulary.  It's not that I don't know some big words.  I am, actually, capable of getting polysyllabic on your ass.

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