On the meridian of time, there is no injustice: there is only the poetry of motion creating the illusion of truth and drama.
ToC, H. Miller

Thursday, June 07, 2007

Last Day

Last morning here in New Orleans... and I'm curious what today will hold. Enjoying the time I have now, but still glad that I'll be returning home.

I really would still like to be in bed, curled up with Black Paw... I didn't spend much quality time with him this trip. He looked pretty dejected when I had to stuff him back into the suitcase, poor little beaverbear.

2 comments:

Redblur63 said...

Lucy, you got some 'splaining to do...

ever the same, ever changing, I am e said...

No, I really don't!