All this was not only time-consuming, but tiring. And the watering was left too late, for by the time it began that hour had arrived when dusk brings not only milder airs, but an abundance of mosquitoes. Many of these bit me, and I now find myself once again beset with itches, and much scratching must consequently be done. I did not run the day. The day ran me.
Now for my very belated dinner. This pleasant melody (lyric by Johnny Mercer) composed by Chaim Arluck will be part of the dinner music. What, you don't know who Chaim Arluck is? Yes you do! He also wrote this haunting tune, with a timeless lyric by his frequent collaborator, Yipsel Harburg.