Herself: Had a good slow walk, and I feel grand this morning. OD slow again after a normal sort of mid day yesterday.
Reading: Imagine…..nothing, tho I have a new-to-me-author with me.
Balance: The Speaker at last nights meeting.
Then I found some glasses. There were four small desertish glasses in the nice slimy 1930’s green that’s so hard to find now tossed into one of those giant quadruple spaces with millions of other things. One was broken, a good sized chip out of the rim, and for five bucks they weren’t worth the effort. The son of the seller followed us down the isle, and when he got to three bucks we went back and got them. They are just the sort of glass the Bee collects.
It must have been a Bee sort of day.