

Down here it was sunny when the conversation started, so I took the computer out in the back yard to show her how nice it was after the rain. Then it started raining again, and I took the computer out there again to show her that. Then it was sunny again, but she’d already seen that.
Eventually we said our Merry Christmases and hung up to go get the rest of the day started.

This brother and I keep in touch also via Twitter, which can keep someone at your elbow during the day even when you’re not at your computer.
Eventually we hung up too (they had more gifts to open in the other room), but there was still coffee in the pot in the kitchen, and another distant sister not yet heard from.
Good moment to finally grab that shower and see if the ground outside is dry enough to go for a quick spin on a bicycle. Too much Christmas coffee leaves my legs restless and twitchy.
I can see from the trees tossing outside, though, that a mighty wind is blowing. We’ll see what happens.
1 comment:
Good to see you yesterday. Hope to see you again soon.
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