A bird flitting among flowers near bees in mid morning winter sunlight

A meeting, settling accounts and signing papers in person, as much seasonal as necessary thanks to technological shortcomings, followed by a light matinee and some meaningful loafing and a barrel roll through a novel just in the nick of time based on an old story made new, all too seasonally appropriate and still too soon.

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