Flying South

Tomorrow I wake up at as early an hour as I can manage to get to the airport and meet up with my sisters for a flight to Florida. I hate hate hate to fly, but I will. We are visiting my brother, the oldest of us all, who has built a new house. We will sit by the pool, eat, go to the beach, eat, maybe I’ll work on a sock, we’ll eat, visit the botanic gardens, and no doubt eat again. The photo is of the DB and SIL, and behind them in the picture is now a grand house.

I am only sorry I won’t be able to spin, and don’t anyone suggest the spindle, I haven’t gotten past park and draft.

Today was one of those days at work that makes one question the whole fabric of one’s being; it’s good I’m getting away, if only for a long week-end.

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