Trees are starting to turn! 46° chilly. Might have been more comfy if I hadn't stepped out on the Front Porch in thin summer jammies. Yecch! Coffee went cold. It has a tendency to do that, sitting on the Porch, in the 46° air, all but forgotten. Nukers are a marvelous invention, all radiation aside. 60 seconds and coffee is hot again!! I really got nuttin' for ya this morning. Except a wish for you. Always a wish for you, even if never written or spoken. May your day be a 3 G day with many visits from the 6 L's... For some reason a Neil Young song called "The Painter" has popped into my head. I do not understand the lyrics, I admit, but 2 lines just ran thru my head. "If you follow every Dream, You might get lost." Dream those Dreams. They have always been what the future is made of. But don't get lost. I love you, my Fellow Travelers!!
Ya know the great thing about late bloomers? They ALWAYS stand out.
