



I dream of this day from the early 1990s as one of my ideas of Heaven. My wishes for you are that you may soon be able to have a picnic outside the city, a sunny day, some music and food and friends and faith and love shared freely. I apologize if anything come across as insensitive or ill willed.
Parts of our lives should be straight lines where we go far away from our past. Other parts should be circles where we are caught in cycles of good.
With greatest affection, —R
On an inbound flight and we just got put in a 30 minute hold until tower figures out what happened with the incursion.
Is there a PD Eastman style book about anoles? I’ve tried searching google webs and asking chatsbots and can’t find an answer. I was in Canadian elementary in the 90s and the anole was green and then he was brown.