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January 05, 2007


Mrs Figby

I love Billy Collins' poetry, too. You've reminded me to get one of his books out and read a bit -- something I haven't done in months.

I have been too self-involved lately and have not allowed my eyes to open and look for things to fall in love with. I'm going to do that today and I'll get back to you.

(Oh, I just noticed the rain on my bedroom window. So pretty and cozy. I'm definitely in love with that, cliched as it may be.)


I'm writing on behalf of my 7 month old and his love of random things, especially soft edges. Whether it be the edge of a crazy quilt, the edge of a yoga mat, or the fringe on the edge of our carpet, he sits and moves the object from hand to hand or tries to lift it and lower it and then finally manages to eat it. I never knew how important soft edges were for infants.

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