forty is fine

blue skies on my December birthday

Our house guests have all went their merry ways, and now we are packing up for our own travels, leaving me worn to a nub. A happy, satisfied nub, but a nub nonetheless, and most certainly a nub that won't have time to write here or visit my favorite bloggers until a New Year comes and makes all things quiet (heh) again.

Be blessed, my dear readers & friends. See around the bend.