We’re at the end of July. And here we are, the second sentence of this edition, and I haven’t even mentioned my confusion at the passage of time yet. Confusion! Time! Thyme! Butter! Biscuits! Whipped Cream! …I think I got off track there. Or maybe, I got on exactly the right track.
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