My storage area is still all topsy-turvy, but Garry things he will be able to replace the drywall this weekend, so I will be able to get things out of my entry way and re-organized. Looking forward to that.
Emily Dickinson is still the poet.
"I never saw a Moor"
I never saw a Moor--
I never saw the Sea--
Yet know I how the Heather looks
And what a Billow be.
I never spoke with God
Nor visited in Heaven--
Yet certain am I of the spot
As if the Checks were given--
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