much, much earlier in the year, a pink dachshund found its way onto this blog - today, her replacement: an illuminated own, sitting, intelligently, in Casa, waiting for someone to give him a home. Hmmmm: maybe: he actually looks rather good ...
So: I'm uncertain what I feel wise about, other than that one should get away from New Jersey as often as possible, and that as soon as we're at home in Santa Fe, the world slides and falls into perspective very happily indeed.
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