Well, it's a June day now, but in Manitoba no one can tell it apart from a May or April or March day. My heat was turned off weeks ago despite some below zero nights that have me sleeping in layers of flannel and blankets. Fortunately, despite the near-daily rains colouring my mood, I don't have to fight the flood waters like so many Manitobans must this year.
Thank you, Ariel, for once again taking good care of your annual visitors! Au revoir, chers poètes ...
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