Things change so fast and priorities shift so rapidly. One day, I was on a beautiful tropical island, standing on Meg’s terrace, taking pictures of the sunset . . .

eating fresh eggs provided by hens watched over by this handsome cockerel:

Next day, I was making a pitstop at 1880 ordering food from Amazon.

And adding a canister of wipes to the Little Free Library.

And catching another plane PDX to MAF.