Home, Sweet Cold and Snowy Home. . .
Jetlag still has its cruel hooks in me — at least, I feel fine except that I haven’t yet slept more than three hours at a time since Friday night. Our travel home was uneventful,…
View PostJetlag still has its cruel hooks in me — at least, I feel fine except that I haven’t yet slept more than three hours at a time since Friday night. Our travel home was uneventful,…
View PostAgain, thanks for the wonderful, encouraging, supportive comments in response to my last two posts. I intend to answer each one individually, but Pater and I are savouring our last precious days in Paris now,…
View PostThank you so very much for your spirit-lifting, heart-warming, sorrow-and-joy-validating comments on my post yesterday. Both collectively and individually, they seem to me a model of empathy as distinct from and preferable (for me, at…
View PostI always hesitate to mention, here, that I’m feeling a bit low. Primarily, I hate to give any impression that I’m asking for sympathy. As well, I’m aware that most of us are drawn to…
View PostDid you get a chuckle out of that little story I shared yesterday? Can you imagine the equivalent in a neighbourhood near you? One man teasing another that the flowers he’s just bought might be…
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