visitation

 Kate and Dennis rolled into town and parked in The Yard of Silver Trucks. We had some gala evenings and chatty mornings and then they headed to to the north country, leaving figs in their wake.
    For those of you who are taking note, my modem was stuck by lightening and fried, and I likely won't get another one until Monday. No phone. No Internet. Incommunicado. At a friend's house now. Sorry to be out of touch.