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 PostI hope you’re not becoming too impatient with my posts pleading for your patience. I’ve obviously bitten off more than my traveling self can chew — or write! — with this ReadAlong (plus the whole…
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…
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