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Post in here: something you would like to do with me someday.

Then post this in your journal to find out what I want to do with you.

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Finally meet you. I wonder when we could arrange that. How about this coming weekend?

Yes, this weekend! Works for me. Can't wait!

I know a great little place in Old Nice, where they serve killer good seafood; you watch them bring your catch up, fresh from the sea.

A warm spring day on the Cote d'Azur, drinking dry bubbly and eating fresh fish, talking.

Sounds like heaven!

Hanging out on a quiet beach, doing beach-y, calming type things.

My favorite beaches are November-y ones, with gathering storms and no crowds. We can walk along the water's edge and watch the gulls and the dolphins, and the changing light the scudding clouds throw upon the water and discuss deep and frivolous things? I'll wear my Donegal tweed hat and my Aran sweater and look Deep.

You'll wear whatever's striking and comfy and look hot! and mysterious, yeah?

See, that exactly the kind of beach I'm thinking of.

Probably something long and velvety for me. I'll just cope with the sand. :)

Rest. Just rest. I'm thinking a hot tub in the piney woods with perhaps a glass of wine apiece.

The cool piney woods, right? Or perhaps the leafy reaches of some mountain, full of birdsong and wind-rustle?

Hang out somewhere comfy and talk about writing, and writers, and books.

Can there be coffee? And maybe chocolate? I'm SO there!

How about a visit to Australia and we each keep a journal, as rich and detailed as we can. At the end of the trip, we swap books.

What an intriguing idea! Would you be up for Africa? Ngorongoro or the Serengeti before they're gone? I've always wanted to do a photo safari... Australia, Africa, on both continents. Or India! Where it meets Nepal? Snow leopards! Lammergeiers!

Meet for an evening of Kay Howard worship together. Cause we're not secretaries with guns.

I would so LOVE to do this! And no, no we're not.

No, wrod.

I'd like to show you my favourite place in the Whiteshell (Canadian Shield area) - granite cliffs, pine trees & wild berries, icecold blue lakes.

Oh, can we go now? Nownownow? No, wait. Maybe in July. Or August? Sometime warmer, rather than as cold as it gets. But beautiful. It sounds like paradise.

I have a fairly basic idea of stopping by with a new pump for your dolphin fountain. The same one that I can almost visualize with the algae and streaks that you've described.
After the repair (that we'll complete bad-ass selves), we'll sit back and listen to the water, talking softly and drinking wine.

Girls with tools. I like that idea. This place is an old (old!) house, and has been clapped together out of separate buildings, retrofitted with steam radiators, which are now relics because of the new heat pumps, and most of the electrics are run through external conduit; you can't bear to contemplate the primitive cloth-wrapped electric "wiring" that was run through the original lath and plaster walls. Retrofit is the order of the day, and I've suggested small, inexpensive fixes, some of which they've implemented, and some I've gone ahead and done myself. The fountain's there, it's not missing, but it's not surprising it's very low on the priority list.

But it's one of those leeeeetle things that you don't want to bug anybody about because, hello, much bigger problems. So you just wish you had the know-how and permission to do it yourself. As a contribution, as it were.

Wine and fountain-music sound loverly. Another glass?

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