I can't tell my courage from my desperation
It is a typical rain forest morning here, but I am sipping tea before a fire in the kitchen, complete with glowing beeswax candle, so all is well. It is especially well because Christmas is in the air, this being December the 3rd, and we will be spending it in the company of our first grandson and his spectacular parents. I haven't shopped – most of that will wait for Cleveland so we aren't trucking hordes of presents over the border and dutifully hauling many of them back ag
