Late night revelry. Up late, too.
Dinner under a moonlit chestnut tree, garden to table dishes, good company, a late rise and, despite a bit of fuzziness, a strong day a the keyboard.
Back in the nineties today.
Snow on Tuesday.
Tried a nap, but the arm wouldn’t cooperate. Gave up and went grocery shopping instead. Brats tonight.
Still trying to pull my mind back to the place it belongs. Having a hard time believing mom’s gone.