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February 25, 2014
My son has come back around from the depths of depression; he is circling in this path of debilitating mood swings. Like most with bi-polor disease, he hesitates to get it fixed because he enjoys the states of grandeur. It's a weird disorder. Welcome back Dear.

It's snowing heavily outside my window. Inside safety and coziness are enhanced. I love this snug feeling. It's unique to winterers.

Making plans for spring; looking at pictures of Japanese rock gardens. Would my neighbors be unhappy with innovations that don't require water or mowing? I so don't want to face grass cutting.