Some Days are Odd

Some days are odd and this has been one. It's apparently a day for hearing from old lovers - through any variety of methods. The tally is at four for the day. I've got a few more minutes before midnight. There's still time for another one.

Email, snail mail and phone... too bad Western Union is no longer delivering telegrams.

I never got a telegram... from anyone... kinda sad, really... guess I never will now.

First Day of Spring

First Day of Spring

5:01 a.m. - awakened by ice pellets hitting bedroom window

6:12 a.m. - give up trying to sleep because of the sounds of ice pellets on window and sunroom doors creaking open in wind

7:04 a.m. - work day is well under way