The first of the old amaryllis bulbs started sending up a bud right on Christmas day, Nature itself in celebration; it suddenly occurs to me I could hunt through old blog posts to find out what color it’s going to be.
Kim’s mom, with love, supplied us with new pictures of the baby.
We went to a party tonight where old friends were celebrating their daughter’s engagement to a really nice guy.
The piano is tuned.
Getting to see, through photos and videoconferencing so far, the grandson who quacks like a duck. (Heh.)
It’s all good.
December 2010: it was worth going through 2009 to get to it.