Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Carol Anne -- and the anonymous post-modernist expletive-deleted commenter to my previous post -- want pictures. So here is a photo taken from the deck of our house one evening last week.
I think we're all set now. I see no reason ever to move again. (Assuming I fulfill the objective defined in the byline to this blog and manage to cheat the nursing home.)
Over a third of a century ago I met a fascinating young woman who, for reasons that are still a mystery to me, accepted my invitation to spend the rest of our lives together. She's still here... for reasons that are even more puzzling to me. So right now I can think of nothing more I want to do than to share the next ten thousand sunsets (or so) with her.
Posted by Tillerman at 6:00 PM