i'm reading the memory of animals. i'm not going swimming. i might watch and see if downtown appears from the smoke. i hope there's a deluge for the road race. i picked a bowl of black raspberries in the secret garden. imagine if there were no berries. imagine if there were no crows. it's been a week since jaspy died. i just rolled a string of his fur that was blowing by my chair and tied it around my pinky.