Our coffeemaker died this morning - it wouldn't suck all the water out of the reservoir - c'est tragique. We love our coffee and apparently, we brewed the life out of it. It sat, oddly neglected, in its usually busy spot beneath hanging copper pans. Adieu, faithful friend, you gave your life to a good cause. We're reduced to using a freeze-dried brew.
Lisa grew up in New York high-rises, and she was agog in our garden. "It's like Versailles! " she whispered, when we first arrived and did the tour - flattering but hardly. It's a six acre, French, Color Garden. An acre is like a football field without the end zones - so maybe you can picture the size of it as it wraps around the front of the house.
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I esp. like the 'Covid' stanza and 'he looked like he just fell out of bed after hours of.. ahem.'
5 stars so far, and...I have not even finished reading it. Are U going to Yale U.? I 'busted out' of Cornell U. (for lack of intereest, ambition, and ability) in 1970. : )
'lazy goldfish' Are there OTHER kinds of goldfish? ? and i really liked 'pinning them down in my notebooks, like butterflies.' I used to pin REAl (dead) butterflies in a cigar box as a kid.
My wife (my 4th) wishes I could learn the 'power of silence'. I CAN'T! ! ! I can't. bri : )