Storm

A storm is brewing in my life, in our life. Not the kind that destroys, like the hurricane Katrina which attempted to destroy New Orleans, but the kind that twirls the petals on Echinacea flowers just the right way. I may have more details for you, my faithful readers, on Wednesday.

For now let me just say this: to quote the wise philosopher Douglas Adams, I seldom end up where I wanted to go, but almost always end up where I need to be.

Do check out yesterdays blip. It turned out quite well. And do check out the Peace tune, it is absolutely beautiful.