imp of the perverse

It's that feeling when standing on the brink of a high place.....that you could jump....if you wanted to....or even eat a poison berry when it's right there in your hand!

I would never jump. And Sarah wouldn't eat the berry, I don't think. But I do know the feeling described here.

ah, sweet mystery...

it was 68 degrees in NYC as I drove to Brooklyn to have dinner with Sarah and Eric and deliver some soap. Down the west side...there were joggers in halter tops, cyclers, roller bladers, and walkers galore. Just enjoying a brief respite. Could spring be around the corner?

holiday from snow...

I'm leaving this behind early tomorrow morning

for a long weekend in Puerto Rico. My two daughters have been planning a 10 day trip there for months. At the last minute I decided to join them for a couple of days. We'll spend the first two days in San Juan and then on Sat. they're off to Vieques, and I'll stay put, get some R & R and return home Monday night.

We've never been away together...just the 3 girls. Looking forward to it.

Back to soapmaking Monday night!