The beginning of wisdom, as the Chinese say, is calling things by their right names. (E. O. Wilson, as cited by Elizabeth J. Rosenthal, Birdwatcher: The Life of Roger Tory Peterson)

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Monday, January 31, 2011

On the Seventh Day

January 31, 2010.  Sunday.
Situation.  Work all day today, don’t get home until dark.  No walk for Mway from me today.  (Jazz and Matt had come up Saturday night with Atlas, to have him neutered this morning by Lenny, but Matt took him home before I got back.  No walk for Atlas either.)