Wednesday, July 20, 2011
I was lucky that way with my research today. My imagination failed me, so I turned to old newspaper stories, circa 1871. Today the truth was bigger and more shocking and more rife with possibilities than that which I'd been conjuring in the sullen heat with my eyes half closed. I'm glad I remembered to think and seek beyond myself.
Finally and most importantly: Yesterday we celebrated my son's birthday. Today we celebrate my husband's. My room is a mess with the remnants of gifts given. Now out to a restaurant for dinner.