I’m not here; this is just an illusion. Nor will I be here today; it’s Indian Summer here in Northern California, with temps in the low nineties coupled with deep blue skies & I’m going out to wander walkabout with my camera, & maybe even my guitar…. Here’s a pretty good older Pearl, with my grandaughter’s first pix, one of my favorite poems of mine, and some fine pearls. Oh, and a great old TV show to watch, too… I’ll be back, with new pix, and, maybe even some new thoughts… never can tell what might happen, can ya? Y’all be well, & stay strangely alert; trust me, it’s important….
gigoid, the dubious
Since this will be, possibly, the latest Pearl ever, I see little point in worrying overmuch about this intro. The cat in the picture will be sufficient, I believe, to get us down the page; who doesn’t like cats? (Well, we know there are SOME who don’t, but, we consider them to be sub-humans, who wouldn’t be reading this anyway….) Pair it up with a quote with the power of Seneca’s statement, and, you’ve got something…. I’ll leave it as an exercise for the Gentle Reader to ascertain what that something may be….
Me, I’m going to meander on down to the next section, & pick out a video for us all to watch, or listen to, as we finish the rest of this mess today…. Me, while I type, and, y’all, as you read and ponder…
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