The Dog Days Are Over

…..the pestilence of the past was permitted for a purpose…..AC

Looking back at old entries, I feel like a unimpressed guest who has had a photo album shoved in her lap by her hostess. I try to look interested but nobody wants to look at pictures of strangers, unless those strangers are famous or captured in black and white by a flash and smoke. The pictures are blurry and taken at odd angles…..the muses were not ready to say cheese; the locations are unknown and the events unimportant.

But as they say……….we will not forget the past…nor wish to close the door on it….

This is like pulling out my own teeth….