rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,


Snow-melt gurgles through the downspout and away to one of the engorged streams on its way to the valley. Most of the rooftops were bare of snow by late afternoon, and the greater part of the ground is exposed again. A flamboyantly tree of unknown variety at the block's end survived being encased in snow, and all its blossoms appear to be intact. There are small blossoms emerging on the peach tree by the driveway now. Most of the camellias are still at the bud stage, having had their development arrested by the storm. They are now running about as late as everything else is early. If no more icy storms arrive, it looks as though full-blown spring will be underway by next week.

The air was mild enough to allow me a couple of hours of open windows today. The room smells much better as a result. During the dozen hours of power outage I burned a few candles, including a fat, scented candle that came from one of those dollar stores. It was supposed to be vanilla, but even before burning it I was skeptical of the claim. After it had been lit for a while I realized what its true scent was. It was diesel. The whole house smelled of diesel for hours, and a faint hint of it remained until this afternoon's airing out. I'm glad to be rid of the residue. No more bargain scented candles.

I came across a website which sports this biographical sketch of ZaSu Pitts, who happens to be the one and only person whose autograph is in my celebrity autograph collection. It's a singular collection. I've occasionally had the opportunity to get other celebrity autographs, but didn't want to spoil the collection by over-expanding it. It looks as though I was wise to practice such restraint. That La Pitts is now the subject of a biographical sketch on the Internets is an indication that her reputation is ascendant. I fully expect that, within a few years, my autograph collection will increase in value enough to provide me with means sufficient to a comfortable retirement. Thanks, ZaSu!

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