Walking in the Rain with Dino, Bing, Sammy, Frank, Harry, and of course, Andy...and let's not forget the Beastie Boys. Again, one hand, two dogs, lovely walk--in the dark, Christmas lights still up and twinkling in the predawn drear, some errant snowmen who have not yet taken refuge in the correct decorations' box, and to boot, les cloches qui sonnent---bells chiming, tugged by morning winds, on wreaths that still speak 'God is Love" and 'He is Born". All of which Is. All of which Is- this morning.

Off to teach dance. Then more walks. Weeding. And schoolwork. Still not feeling well so I will throw a visit to the doctor in there. Was up most of the night again. This ain't right.