I’ve now added some links–choosing which is the hardest part–and changed font size, style and color. I think the result is a little more readable and easier on the eyes. (I’m having WAY too much fun with this.)
Three fox kits decided to come by and play beyond our patio doors yesterday. They were teenage foxes, not quite full-grown, lanky and awkward, but unlike real teens totally unselfconscious. They acted like teens at a mall, too, getting in each other’s way, separating and then running to catch up, stopping to check things out or grab a bite to eat (in this case, a mouse), and finally vanishing into the woods up the hill.
I hope they stay off the streets and out of trouble.
I’m going to search for more bells and whistles for this site, and maybe attempt putting together a home page later this week. If things work out I may include a link to this site, as well. Or maybe not–there are advantages to anonymity.
Although the days when I was a svelte 110 pounds are long gone, I still like to read the fashion magazines while I stand in line at the grocery checkout, and imagine what new styles I would wear if I still had the body to carry them off.
I woke up late on Friday morning, so I had to race out the door without turning on the radio, which is why I didn’t hear about George Harrison’s passing until I was halfway to class. It was hard to pay attention to the road after that. Maybe it was late-semester stress or sleep deprivation, but the news hit me hard. It helped that almost every station on my car radio, including NPR, played his music in tribute. It was both painful and comforting to be reminded in such a direct way of whom we’d lost.