Nov. 9, 2015 (Monday)

 

Dear Hildie:

 

I’m so glad I got to see you yesterday. You’re looking quite good for an old gal.

 

It’s suddenly turned fallish, but it’s so dreary—more like winter, with the gray skies. I like cold weather but not betwixt and between weather, because I can’t ever seem to adjust my internal thermostat to become comfortable. How can the holidays be on us again?

 

I’ve finished my latest scan. Enough for now. That’s all I need to preserve for posterity, such as it is (!!!). Now on to some original writing, but I have to wrap my head around the new project, which means psychological submersion.  If I stay down too long, remind me!

 

Thanks for the Thanksgiving card, which was a new one to me. Also, thanks for the nuts—Are you saying something there?

 

Take care,

 

Love,

 

M