I could have gone to work today, but wisely and sanely, did not. Instead, another day in bed, surrounded by books, dogs, and cats. I sit, as Emerson would say, “lowly listening”. I found that quote in Phyllis Theroux’s charming The Journal Keeper. “There is guidance for each of us, and by lowly listening we shall hear the right word.” That, followed …

I haven’t blogged in forever. A friend of mine said the other day that people want to know what’s going on in my life and I should fill them in more often. Really? Do you want to know I’m sick in bed this morning, folded in between two dogs and two cats? And that I’ve had a clawed throat and …