“Irrelevance is a great blessing. . . . So I skip reading the newspaper, preferring not to waste the day in hopeless anger, and instead drink my coffee and write a wedding sonnet for a couple in California and joke with my daughter who is starting a new life in a new city and sit with my wife and enjoy the breeze and smell the hydrangeas.”
—Garrison Keillor, blissfully irrelevant, “A suddenly older man scans life’s romance,” Garrison Keillor and Friends, Aug. 18, 2021.
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Comment: No one with hydrangeas thinks them irrelevant.
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