Entropy
We came back from a tutorial- where we'd been discussing what it might mean to call Cymbeline "eccentric"- to find a ladder propped against the front of our house and Carl at the top of it, patching up the woodwork. Some of it is pretty far gone- and to demonstrate just how far he jabbed his finger an inch-deep into a window frame. His repairs may see us through a couple more winters, he says, but then we'll need to replace everything.
I don't want to think about it- so I won't.
La-la-la-la-la.
Now, about Cymbeline....
I don't want to think about it- so I won't.
La-la-la-la-la.
Now, about Cymbeline....
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And yet...who knows what will happen over the course of "a couple more winters".
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Let's just take things a day at a time....
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I think you are wise: La-la-la.
When he said "a couple more winters," I bet he meant "ten winters."
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Kate's all-time favorite book is Watership Down, but I can't make my way through it. Having seen the movie, I know about all those rabbit fights in the warren.
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I like it that this new bunny is prepared to stand up for herself. She pounces on any sudden movement, but approach her gently, and she'll eat out of your hand- literally.
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Kate had a rabbit named June when she was young. We gave the rabbit away when we moved, and the man we gave her to said June's long-pent-up lust terrorized his own rabbit. He had to separate them quickly.
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