A quiver of stories [165]

Greetings from my garden...

Did this week pass as fast for you as it did for me? Is this the pace of life from now on?

I’m glad I can squeeze this email into the tail end of Friday. It’s good to sit and reflect for a moment. [Stops typing to lift glass to lips. Places glass on the ground. Dog sniffs glass and decides she doesn’t like gin.]

Thanks for waiting.