I’m back out here with the birds again. It’s in the mid-70s, which is creepy in November, and means I barely even need my light bathrobe, but I’m wearing it to seem a bit more put together. Post-lockdown, and now that the house across the way is occupied and active, it feels less appropriate to wear pajamas on my back porch. I am committed to the practi…
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