Write two haiku about: the last night on Earth.
Don't bother asking, as I have no idea where that came from.
Kat and I took today completely off, which was very badly needed by both of us. I can't actually remember the last time a day passed that I didn't do any farm work at all.
Tonight we went through the massive pile of baby stuff Kat brought back from Vancouver. A friend with a son, who is now almost four years old, donated and sold at a deep discount a whole load of clothing, blankets, and things whose purposes are currently unknown to us.
Also: a couple of carriers and a stroller. Kind of fun to push that around, even without a baby in it.
Soon, though. Soon.
So much unfinished,
much more not started; no thoughts
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Farewell to you all,
I hope to see you again.Outer space awaits.