We are back. Thirty pounds of mail has been sorted through, two pounds amounted to anything. My last wisdom tooth is pulled — valeas dentis. Nitrous Oxide plus a pint of Novocaine — eximius! Temps here have warmed to mid 60s but not for long. No work is to be had this time. Time to go back to Florida…to Disney. Too many “land-people” things must be attended to first. Too many land people, too.