I also dusted my little shelves of bric-a-brac, which needs to be done at least every two or three years, I insist. It's always nice to revisit memories that way. I have quite a few things from our Route 66 trip, and some from my childhood, and from high school, which includes one pewter horse that a friend of mine gave me for safekeeping when she moved out of her parents' house and lived with us for a while, and then heading off on her own, future uncertain. I need to get that back to Jane. I've tried inviting her over for dinner but she's a volunteer firefighter on top of her day job (firefighting) in IT and her schedule is a bit erratic. I should try again.
Time to do some errands, I think. Hope some of you are enjoying sunshine, somewhere. It is unrelievedly grey, here, but at least some of the trees still have color, so there's beauty of a sort.