We Three.

When shall we three meet again?
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
When the hurlyburly’s done,
When the battle’s lost and won.
That will be ere the set of sun.

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I’m back from Maine. That’s me on the right, looking relaxed and rather pudgey. And that’s our Solstice sand ritual image above.
I’m doing laundry, waiting to hear from my mom’s doctor ’cause I have to get her in to find out why she’s gettng such severe leg cramps — so I’ll post more about our great vacation later.
Suffice it for now to know that we spent the week beaching, eating, reading, walking, and Boggling. And laughing. A lot.

4 thoughts on “We Three.

  1. Welcome back, Elaine. I dreamed about you last night – or, more precisely I suppose, you were in a dream I had last night. This is a first for me, dreaming about a blogger. The dream itself, or what I am able to recall, was unremarkable. Further details at my blog as soon as I get a chance to update.
    Glad you had fun. Hope your mom is ok.

  2. Ah. Someone still dreams about me, even unremarkably! It must have been the Solstice vibes I was putting out there. I’ll check out your site for more dream stories. Yup, had fun.

  3. Welcome Back, Fat Sassy Cat! You look so happy and relaxed, all of you! What a wonderful way to spend the Solstice. I’m so glad you could get away and “play”!

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