Have you noticed how we've had nothing to say since our trip? It's true. I'm not sure why this is. The weather has been so gray and cool, we even took a sauna on Sunday. We've been weeding the yard, pulling all the tansy ragwort and dandelions we can find. We've been thinking about everything. It's not even necessary to list the things that happened last week that seriously made us question why we stay in this country. You know what they are. I look out in the yard where the poppies' petals fall to the afternoon winds, the hummingbirds duke it out on the bird feeder, the last and only light of the day shines on the furthest trees on the horizon. I'm looking for inspiration, but these things leave me without even a spark of an idea.
All my words begin with D: despair, dispirited, disquieted, distress, despondent, disconsolate, discouraged, disheartened, Democrat.
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