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April 24, 2013

I had to cheat to get my word processor open.  That is just one more thing I suppose I will have to fix here.  This being the one of the places where I am allowed to fix things,  one of the smooth wooden cubbies laid out neatly before and around me with tools and little projects, ideas, broken birds, and new colors about to take flight.  In one is a collection of slightly used fairy wings.  I was thinking of sending them to my niece, but there is no telling what the trip through the mail would do to them.