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There are four or five unfinished entries stacked up in Semagic, and naturally it ate the most recent one that had the best chance of being posted. I figured, therefore, that I had better plunge in fast before the cold water formed a sheet of ice. I read LJ every day, but am often at an utter loss as to what, if anything, to say.
First, many thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
pnh for solving our problem with the missing episodes of "Veronica Mars," and also to everybody who suggested solutions or offered to help. Raphael and I are now careening through the subsequent episodes (somewhere between four and ten of Season Two), mouths often agape. David and Lydy are current; soon we will be able to talk about the show without fearing spoilers.
Winter has behaved oddly this year, arriving late but with a huge supply of bitter cold, then losing interest and wandering about in above-average warmth, with dribs and drabs of snowfall, for the whole month of January, suddenly realizing that its deep-freeze term paper is late and flinging it onto our doorsteps all full of typos, and then going off and getting groggy on us again. It can go home any time. But it will probably stay until May, just to make up for its sloppy performance so far.
Yesterday I opened the window for Ari, and while he was crouching there making snacking noises at the house sparrows, I looked between his ears, through the narrow rectangle of screen where the storm window won't go all the way down, through a little green-framed gap in the arborvita tree, and through one final oval gap formed by a couple of the bare gray branches of the peabush hedge, to see the red body and black mask of a cardinal, sitting still and making, very quietly, the chip-chip noise that means that something nearby is dangerous. I wonder if he could see the cat.
I'm going to put the last piece of this behind a cut-tag, because I want to talk about Going North, and some people want no spoilers at all. (For them: the book is moving forward in a fairly cooperative fashion, though too slowly.)
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First, many thanks to
pnh for solving our problem with the missing episodes of "Veronica Mars," and also to everybody who suggested solutions or offered to help. Raphael and I are now careening through the subsequent episodes (somewhere between four and ten of Season Two), mouths often agape. David and Lydy are current; soon we will be able to talk about the show without fearing spoilers.Winter has behaved oddly this year, arriving late but with a huge supply of bitter cold, then losing interest and wandering about in above-average warmth, with dribs and drabs of snowfall, for the whole month of January, suddenly realizing that its deep-freeze term paper is late and flinging it onto our doorsteps all full of typos, and then going off and getting groggy on us again. It can go home any time. But it will probably stay until May, just to make up for its sloppy performance so far.
Yesterday I opened the window for Ari, and while he was crouching there making snacking noises at the house sparrows, I looked between his ears, through the narrow rectangle of screen where the storm window won't go all the way down, through a little green-framed gap in the arborvita tree, and through one final oval gap formed by a couple of the bare gray branches of the peabush hedge, to see the red body and black mask of a cardinal, sitting still and making, very quietly, the chip-chip noise that means that something nearby is dangerous. I wonder if he could see the cat.
I'm going to put the last piece of this behind a cut-tag, because I want to talk about Going North, and some people want no spoilers at all. (For them: the book is moving forward in a fairly cooperative fashion, though too slowly.)
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