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Sat, Apr 1, 2023
(Sent at 8:15 AM)
Good morning!
0646
Awake, wide awake in bed since 0548. Celeste was awake for a while, but I easily bored her back to sleep by murmuring a description of a dream I had an hour ago, of an oil change at a Toyota dealership.
I scrolled through the New York Times. Lots of discouraging reports of Republicans’ misbehavior and hypocrisy. Not that ...
0700
Celeste woke, took a drink of water, gave no indication that she noticed I am typing away, peck peck peck, on a silenced and dimmed phone screen here beside her. As of 0704, the sounds of C.’s sleeping have not resumed. Gray morning light seeps past our window blinds. 0709 Celeste coughed, produced one little snore, went silent.
I was going to say, Not that the NYT goes out of its way to report on bad deeds by Republicans, but, oh, Lordy, what a flood of news about those gun-toting, uncooperative, vindictive, accusatory, self-deceiving, crybaby Republicans! Please gently correct me if my characterization is in any way unfair.
At 0715 Celeste woke, at 0718 she made sleep sounds, at 0720 she woke. Now 0734 we are definitely awake. Celeste has consulted her phone and informed me that the temperature here in Fjord is thirty-three degrees. She heard rain and thunder in the night, she says. I guess I slept through the storm.
I’ll wish you an excellent first day of April. Which reminds me of a story my father once told, of a schoolmate’s April Fool’s falsehood that took Dad’s older-by-a-year sister by surprise, in their two-room country schoolhouse not far from here, at the start of the day on the first of April in, I figure, must have been around 1934. “Jeannette was mortified,” my father said.
Maybe I better not attempt to put that anecdote into writing right now. I might tell it to you, though, on the phone or in person, on some future First of April, when I can quickly apologize if you find the story, or my telling of it, offensive.
0745
Celeste is up. She hollered from the hallway, “Do you know it is snowing? The grass is all covered again.”
“No!” I said. “I think you are April Fooling me!”
“You better go look,” said Celeste.
Well, I did look. April has arrived, and darned if it isn’t so, we in Fjord, Wisconsin, do indeed have new snow!
Bye for now.
Love, Dave
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