What I have been working on these last few days:
1. Preparing for storytelling gigs.
2. Sewing for the store and for the school auction.
3. Getting ready for a week of visitors.
4. Trying to exercise with a sprained ankle.
Yesterday, my daughter told me about what she imagined the people of Jupiter were like: "They look like fairies and they fly around in hot air balloons." I thought, "There might be a story in there somewhere," but got no further than the title, which was The Aeronauts of Jupiter.
Obviously, I have not been kept up with my blog reading or commenting. There are times when I think, "Is this it, then? Should I celebrate my 5 year anniversary and then cease?" I'd rather not, but I don't want to post drivel. I'd rather keep it to myself. (I am satisfied to know that if my journals are not destroyed after my death, at least they are so illegible and uninteresting that no one will want to read them.)
And now on to something completely different: Poet Hans Ostrom visited this blog again to share a video made of Emily Dickenson and Elvis Presley in Heaven. I enjoyed the video (though the last part is supposed to be Emily and Elvis sleeping in their cabins, not next to each other!) mainly because it was satisfying to hear Ostrom's own voice reading the poem.