Absent breakfast at Tiffany’s, also lunch and dinner, also all solid foods for two days…
Hello, poppets. I have been unwell. Nothing serious—a hell-bender of a migraine the likes of which I haven’t seen (or felt) in years. It bothers me that I haven’t been answering your most recent comments.
Elyes: One of these days you’ll have to explain The Tyger to me, what I get is something about grappling with life and transcendent awareness…
Galivantta: I think yours is my favorite quote of the week, “…family history is embedded in the lay of the land…”
Heather: and then there was this from you, “…may I never lose sight of that instinctive hope…”
Marcheline: I have to say I like your style, and I’d definitely go with the robin’s egg blue refrigerator.
George: besides making me look up “perspicacity” at least twice a year, thank you for your insight, your ability to speak clearly about a tough subject, and your innate goodness.
Things will be quiet around here for the next few days, be well.