I’ve been in the air all day,
flying from Portland
to Atlanta,
and will squeak this one in
just before turning into a

Oh, and thanks to my son Kipp,
I think the comment debacle has been
I sure hope so anyway
cause I’d sure love to hear
your response to these,
what you see,
what you feel,
what you might suggest.


She draws, I stitch.
She is my developmentally disabled sister-in-law, Nancy,
and I am Jeanne, the woman who flat-out loves her.
Go here to start at the beginning and read your way current.