Well, my mouth is almost back to normal - just the occasional twinge. What a relief!

We've had 2 days of sun - almost a record for this summer. And 3 days ago while there was no sun (cloudy) it was hot and muggy. And that is NOT a complaint. It was SO good to feel the warmth. Yesterday the cats spent their time sprawling out in every patch of sunshine they could find.

To _____________

One word is too often profaned
For me to profane it.
One feeling too falsely disdained
For thee to disdain it;
One hope is too like despair
For prudence to smother,
And pity from thee more dear
Than that from another.

I can give not what men call love,
But wilt thou accept not
The worship the heart lifts above
And the Heavens reject not, --
The desire of the moth for the star,
Of the night for the morrow,
The devotion to something afar
From the sphere of our sorrow?

Percy Bysshe Shelley
1792 - 1822