A year since this morning

This has been one of those days in which so many very-different things follow one on the tail of the other that it is hard to remember back to this morning.

An interesting collection of elders involved in elder-work meets monthly over lunch; I got to join them this month. Wonderful people.

The friend who stayed with me after the eye surgery and kept me from doing anything too stupid is visiting for a few days.  We have just caught up some, over cups of warm milk with turmeric.
She has brought treats unavailable in Boulder, like real knishes!  Tomorrow...

I have never tried warm milk before CaringBridge, and never will again:  I cannot stay awake enough to put two words together.  
Good night; more tomorrow.