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We were both a bit achy from yesterday’s garden-a-thon, but it’s that good kind of ache that comes from things accomplished, the kind of things outside, those things that often feel more substantial, more real than the reading and writing.<\/p>\n
Today has busy on it, too.\u00a0 In an hour there’s a going away party for Michele Yates, a sweet woman, an artist, a French citizen long ago, now American for the most part.\u00a0 We’ll miss Michele, we being the docent class of 2005.\u00a0 We’re a close group, again for the most part.\u00a0 We met every Wednesday for two years, not to mention hours of practice tours, parties, that trip to New York, enough time to bond with each other and as a group.\u00a0 Michele is part of us and she’s leaving, so we need to say good-bye.<\/p>\n
I leave Michele’s party to visit my dermatologist, not exactly a 9 on my thrillometer, but one of those important self-care things, like teeth cleaning and annual physicals.\u00a0 Dr. Pakzad, a thin, intense guy comes in white coat, hurried but kind, confident.<\/p>\n
In between Dr. Pakzad and the Woolly restaurant evening tonight, I have to get in a nap, queen my divide and check the package colony for larvae.\u00a0 It’s doable, but it will be a whir.<\/p>\n
Tomorrow morning I’ll go with Kate for her first visit to Dr. Heller, who does the minimally invasive hip replacements.\u00a0 This visit should determine whether Kate has the right pathology for a hip replacement.\u00a0 I hope she does.\u00a0 She throws her right leg out as she walks, trying to find a movement that doesn’t cause pain.\u00a0 With no luck.<\/p>\n
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The Way takes no action, but leaves nothing undone.
\nWhen you accept this
\nThe world will flourish,
\nIn harmony with nature.<\/p>\n
Nature does not possess desire;
\nWithout desire, the heart becomes quiet;
\nIn this manner the whole world is made tranquil.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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