Well, I haven’t gone yet, but I will be in another day. And I’m not going fishing, but I am going to hang out on a beach where others do. It’s time for my annual Summer Solstice trip. I’ll be back in a week. I’m not looking forward to all of the email that will be accumulating. But I am looking forward to Boggling instead of blogging and just being somewhere else, somewhere where there’s sea and sand and no one to look after and time to just lie around and read. This time it’s one by Louise Erdrich and a sassy sci-fi saga.
Ah. Looking forward to Maine lobster, Merlot, and magic. Packing up my bell, book, and candle. It is the Solstice on Sunday, after all. And there will be three of us to make it happen.