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- There is a haze from the 121 northern forest fires that are burning in Saskatchewan right now. It's a little hard to breathe, but the quality of light filtered through the smoke is kind of magical.
- Roasted yam, walnut, and cranberry salad is brilliant.
- A kitty cat bounded out from under a car to head-butt my leg and then ran back into his shade.
- A man on a motorbike rumbled up to a stop light next to me, and he was blasting 1940s Big Band music. I gave him a thumbs-up.
- My brother called and told me about all the fun he and his wife and kids are going to have this summer, and I love hearing about the joy he finds with them.
The following blackout poem was created using a randomly chosen page out of Stephen King's Joyland. In this case, I used page 122.
She was preoccupied,
I looked at my fingers,
I blinked, angry,
full of gas.
I never owned it.