There are six red tulips on my dinning room table given to me by a friend.
The sun is shinning but still it is cold.
Last night I went to the hospital in the middle of the night. So strange to walk down the dimly lit quiet halls looking for the right room.
I am continuing to read Carl Sandburg's biography of Abraham Lincoln. It is so long I think I will be reading it the rest of my life.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
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