home again, jiggity jig.
what a nice trip. me and laura went up to andover, poked around a new age store there, had a very interesting reading from a reader who thought we were a lesbian couple but it's not often that a reader looks at your cards and says WOW.
but here i am back home, taking a break while the chocolate torte bakes. i added a pinch of coffee to the recipe and it smells heavenly. the lasagna's baking, the meatballs are bubbling and the sausage is stewing.
it's another pretty indian summer day, with a bright note of autumn in the air. the sweet annie is blooming and the birds are chasing each other through the trees. i can almost hear the ravens and the geese calling back and forth... hurry, hurry... soon, soon.
oh, it's good to be home.