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Poem for Saturday and Earhart at Boeing

You Haven't Seen a Tree
By Amelia Earhart

You haven't seen a tree until
you've seen its shadow
from the sky.


I did a bunch of chores Friday morning so I could go to the park, where I enjoyed the weather, did a raid with some locals, was told that I could catch a Heatmor if I hurried to the park entrance (and I did), raced to the other end of the park for a Ferroseed, then dropped a magnetic lure and walked back and forth for half an hour in front of the train station catching electric Pokemon and evolving Magnezones and Probopasses.

We had dinner with my parents, then came home for the Nationals game, which was a delight since they were never losing and beat a team that scored 10 runs in the first inning the other day! I organized some music files -- is it true Google Music is going to be folded into YouTube Music? please let us keep our playlists. From Seattle's Museum of Flight, Amelia Earhart and a replica of her Electra, plus a piece of hers broken in a crash:

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