Courtesy our chum AnnZ. Â We had a groovy light bouncey jobbie off to the side, catching and reflecting the late afternoon sun on our porch just now. Â Other than that, nothin’ fancy.
Yes, that’s a roof in the background there; yes, we live in an attic, what of it. Â We like to call it an atelier, anyhow.
This is posted for no other reason but a sense of joyous celebration that I fixed the broke sidebar (simply add “/div” and stir!). Â Goddess knows how it happened in the first place, but it happened from up in the mountains, and the mountains are a mysterious place.
When time permits, and I hope it does tonight or tomorrow, I’ll share an account of my blackeye peas buying junket last night, and how it renewed my New Year’s optimism. Â Which has sorely been in need of renewal.
May you all be suitably renewed, too. Â No time like the present.