The sun felt warm through the french door windows this morning. I thought I had a fever.
But, when the keeper returned from the cathedral, she announced we were going outside to do gardening. I looked at her doubting her sense of time, but it was at least 60 degrees, and the winter pansies and primroses were on sale at the store. So plant we did. Well, to be honest, she did.
I supervised.
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