It looks like a bothering sort of day.
James gave the huffle of a snail in danger. And nobody heard him at all.
They wanted to come in after the pounds", explained Pooh, "so I let them. It's the best way to write poetry, letting things come.
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
So perhaps the best thing to do is to stop writing Introductions and get on with the book.
I do remember, and then when I try to remember, I forget.