Wednesday, April 12, 2000

It felt nice to carry out by the park under the rain slightly in fall.

I think that they try to fill the lake Spreckles with a water cart.

While I leaned against a tree, extending, I noted a spider length-with legs to stroll in grass around the base of the tree. Then I saw others. And then three more. There was at least a dozen of them patrolling the immediate proximity of the tree.

I carried out far.

I thus will have nightmares of spider this evening.