Note to yesterday’s comment: I don’t know where that image came from. I have deleted it this morning so no one else will see it - I hope. Gremlins keep falling on my head.

It’s almost 6 a.m. and I am going swimming now.

Sad day.

My first email this morning was a note from a dear young woman (well, she’s sixty-something) reporting that her mother died last night. Phyllis was my neighbour in Stratford and though I was there only seven years, we remained BFF as they say. Forever. Ever since.

The air is very thin up here.