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I keep clicking on news pages, even though I'm nervous about even looking, and nervous about not-looking.
Code orange means I have to show ID to get into the hotel my gym is in (the same ID I use to get into the gym, but it's still pointless even if not requiring extra bits of paper or plastic).
And I don't trust aircraft noises.
At least there are crocuses and snowdrops in bloom, and my desk-daffodils are getting taller.
Code orange means I have to show ID to get into the hotel my gym is in (the same ID I use to get into the gym, but it's still pointless even if not requiring extra bits of paper or plastic).
And I don't trust aircraft noises.
At least there are crocuses and snowdrops in bloom, and my desk-daffodils are getting taller.
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Here most of our front yard is still covered in snow, and I haven't yet seen any green shoots peeking through the wild thyme on the rest of it. Near my office there's a flowerbed which has a steam pipe running under it, and there the bulb shoots have been visible for a couple of days. People have stopped skating on Lake Ontario, which is prudent.