one week
the 80 miles per hour winds that hit us. they ignored the strings of lights but knocked down our two beautiful birch trees. the oil tanker that derived & spilled its content on one of our favorite beaches. the homemade gift that i managed to squeeze in because i know she wanted one & is going to like it. the sync-swimming show she both played in & watched. the bun & braids she didn't want to let go for a few days. the passports that are ready for some eastern european adventures...
it was an odd & busy week.