I've been away forEVER. My last post said that I wanted to revel in my family. So here goes . . . It is late. Too late. Margo has taken our newest best friend around the block to prove to her that a certain landmark is in fact, this direction from my front porch and not that direction at all. They are both very funny people.
And in this cloud of directional confusion (and especially from my own front porch) I find myself reminded of my True North. Margo sights me.