I dunno if it's the dentistry, a new humility (heh) or simply being speechless with anticipation over my upcoming trip to Boston, but I haven't been able to muster up a single decent entry.
If you haven't plumbed the depths of my links - give them a look. I am getting so much nourishment from so many of these blogs during my silence. Blogger is acting up so much I can't even COMMENT on some of the brilliant postings that have been going on. Somebody is really trying to shut me up.
Here's a wee little poem for ya'll. (yes, I earned my right to an occasional "ya'll" doing six hard years of labour in North Carolina)
Who has not found the heaven below
Will fail of it above.
God’s residence is next to mine,
His furniture is love.
-Emily Dickinson
Of The Best Stuff, but Cracked
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