Locally this is called the Delta Breeze, but I like to think of it as the two Gods in playful mood, chasing one another up the mountains and through the woodlands. Then, by night, the breath of napping Boreas sighs in the pines while his brothers return to the Pacific's shore to toss spindrift across the waves by moonlight. And where is Euros all this while? Somewhere waiting for the late summer or the fall, when he'll send the desert heat rushing through the canyons, perhaps to whip fires to frenzy. I'll enjoy watching Notos' and Zephyros' play while I can. It's easy enough to toss the rose petals from the cats' water bowl.
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Locally this is called the Delta Breeze, but I like to think of it as the two Gods in playful mood, chasing one another up the mountains and through the woodlands. Then, by night, the breath of napping Boreas sighs in the pines while his brothers return to the Pacific's shore to toss spindrift across the waves by moonlight. And where is Euros all this while? Somewhere waiting for the late summer or the fall, when he'll send the desert heat rushing through the canyons, perhaps to whip fires to frenzy. I'll enjoy watching Notos' and Zephyros' play while I can. It's easy enough to toss the rose petals from the cats' water bowl.
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Reset Twenty-Two, Day Six
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Reset Twenty-Two, Day Five
The sleep schedule weirdness is continuing. Sunday I woke up around two o'clock in the afternoon after sleeping almost eight hours, but when ten…
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Reset Twenty-Two, Day Four
Saturday got less slept away than Thursday or Friday but I still didn't get up until three o'clock in the afternoon. It's not like I'm missing much,…
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