Last night, in a careless moment, I was shaking a plastic jug of cider when the top came off and splattered about, including on my keyboard. I feel as if my small daughter has fallen and skinned her knees. Taking her to the keyboard hospital shortly and will be without a computer for an indeterminate time. Will be going crazy. Will be talking to self, fingers twitching.
Charlotte’s Castle, Fashioning the Beatles: fall is busytime
Though the weather continues sublime, I know it’s fall, because the garden is shutting down and suddenly there’s so much
