..and still under the Quincy Spell. I secretly hope, in the spirit of The Secret - that being in DC is in the stars for S&Me (and Pikabu!). No complaints about being a temporary Canook-Nanuk, not in the least, no siree... (we are NOT going there, not to the dead-end corners of the Boston v. NYC yo-yo). Besides, Canadians are really, truly, nice. They all smile, and seem ready to laugh at themselves when the moment allows. I can relate!
I am inspired and in deference to my sisterhood - thinking about Izz (Isa!), and Tina in London, how they are carrying on successfully in their respective life calling. Indulging in my sibling-blessing, I've been moved to write and create. It's a bit here-and-there, and still in the blind spot of 'what will this amount to? Can I actually make a living as a traveling artist? for which markets'. Of course, this all led to an afternoon sojourn to the EPL, where I read through some 'advice' books at a feverish tempo. Same conclusion: TBD. At the very least, the productivity batteries are re-charged, fueled by my overflowing heartfelt memories; THAT is the Quincy spell.
(also today - finally sent Mary Farmar's much-belated B.day card... hoping to see Timmie and JJ this weekend)
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