While you are gone, I will not CEASE noodling ABOUT, weighing this and that, in search of words and phrases that please me and, perhaps, you as well. I celebrate that you have time in paradise, away from the mundane and the ordinary. I’ll be over here, continuing, not as a FAVOR or as a set of empty motions, rather, as a delight and meditation. I will continue to dip and weave with words, traveling in my imagination, to odd little places where a NOMAD may dance a little POLKA, where a cat may look at a king, and pigs might fly. much love to you, as always, enjoy the turtles, the sea, the explosions of light.

Georg’ann