Who knows where the time goes?

(Yes, that's a Judy Collins song title and album. A very good -- if retro -- album as it happens. But take it as a point of departure.)

Yeah. That kinda weekI didn't post last week, not even an "I'm too busy to post" post. Trying to reconstruct where that week went, I see:
a routine dental exama routine eye exam (and hours thereafter during which the world was fuzzy)a broken sprinkler systemovergrown bushes trimmed so the sprinkler people could get at the water cutoff landscapers contacted beca...