Another Autumn, and a Poem

I'm keeping it short this week, (finally) telling how this summer's infection turned out, and sharing a poem my father wrote.

• A New Normal and a North Window
• "Autumn Yard Work" and Rejoicing

Don't worry, by the way. The poem is short: only 14 words, including the title.

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(A short post. How the summer's infection changed my daily routine, and a short seasonal poem my father wrote. Also paying attention and rejoicing.)