D.O.P.-T.

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Slept badly last night; chilly, and the dog had both the larger fuzzy blankie and a position pushing me away from the centre of the bed. Hopefully the furnace will get the needed TLC, or kick, this week. In the late afternoon I mowed in back, then clipped out long grass and further trimmed the oleander bush, to work up a sweat and top off the greenwaste bin.