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Spring is here, though it often does not feel quite like it.

Fishie, my pet angel fish that has been with me for many years may not make it. I am doing my best with medication that has helped in the past -- a tea tree oil based one, and another called 'lifeguard'.


I have been weathering various troubles, from neck and shoulder muscle pains to allergies and broken plumbing in the house.

Even the piano cannot take me away from my troubles, though it is a help more or less as time passes.

I am getting better at playing, and have several past practice sessions I like to listen to.

Spring is here, though it often does not feel quite like it.

May the Lord have mercy as the seasons change, and Spring come truly into this person's life.

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