Already late Wednesday night

That means I hit the Farmer's Market, even though briefly, this afternoon.  Brought a friend/houseguest.
And that I leap upstairs to bed momentarily, so that I can waken in time for early minyan.
And maybe catch a glimpse of the rabbit.  (Yeah, so far, only one visible.)

Bills and receipts.
Rain and sun.
Bank and taxes.

And last, a beautiful small gathering to honor the death of a friend's mother, and her liberation to "the World of Truth", as it is called in our tradition.

Sweet dreams.