the storm brought the fall and my weather anxiety curled like a shivery bug in my solar plexus and i didn't even swim but it only lasted a day though i know summer's waning and precious increasing so today clear ebullient sun i carried my friend lily over the waves and she swam like a curly haired ondine and i even struggled goldie within though she just stood there and i was ungainly with her tense eighty-five pounds of gentle adamance. and copp was delighted with his poodley gals.