Postcard from the Edge
As all good postcards do, this one arrives after the vacation is over:
As all good postcards do, this one arrives after the vacation is over:
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I may not be as multiple as Slipperperson, but if I could be Dorothy Parker, I’d gladly give up Robert Frost and only give up Sylvia Plath with just a little tug of dismay Take the Which Poet are You? Quiz – brought to you out of boredom and pretention! Take the Which Poet are…
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Welcome back!
You are well. You are, presumably, happy. I am pleased. 🙂
It is good to hear from you.
I like the postcard. 🙂
Honey
OMG! Brice sent me the exact same postcard when he was in San Francisco two weeks ago. It is hanging on our fridge as I speak.
Glad you are home safe, I’ve missed you.
OMG!!! I was one hour north of San Francisco in Bodega Bay on that very day! We could have met, darn it!
<sigh>
~Cali
What did you find in the pools? Was the air sweet?
Welcome back Mlle. I’ll take the orange house. I always wants a house on a hill.
Come back to dd…I’m suffering withdrawals. I miss your witty outlook on life.
~QE
how cool!