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A weekend of quiet - Elf M. Sternberg
A weekend of quiet
Well, the weekend was, at best, routine. Didn't do much at all. We spent a good portion of Saturday doing little more than cleaning house, running errands, and trying to take care of the apple tree in the back yard. The apple tree bends toward the sunlight rather than heading up, and in Seattle that means bending to the southeast, mostly; to the southwest, pine trees block its light. Over the years, this means that the tree has developed a distinct tilt, which is made worse every other year when it bears fruit. This year was too much for it; the tree is now barely holding a 30° angle with respect to the ground. Mostly, taking care of it involves propping it up and picking the fruit to alleviate the weight burden.

We also ran around to buy new shoes for Omaha and Kouryou-chan. I need them too, but I couldn't find any that I liked. I'll try again later in the week.

Sunday, in the morning, we went up to where Yamaraashi-chan was getting onto the bus to head off to Camp Ten Trees. She looked healthy and happy to be going off. We ran into Shasta there as well, along with her son who was getting on the same bus.

After that, we took Kouryou-chan to a birthday party, and then Omaha and I, with a few hours to spare, rode all the way around Alki Point, a ride of about ten miles. At first, I was feeling a bit winded and Omaha wasn't feeling bad at all, but it just took me time to warm up. By the time we got to the far end, I was feeling just fine. We had ice cream at the point, then drove back ogling the pretty boys and girls as we went.

The evening was quiet. A weekend of nothin. Not too bad.

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