The wedding came and went. San Francisco was colder and rainier than I'd hoped, though we had a couple of really nice sunny days. I guess that's how it goes. Wasn't it Longfellow who said "into each life a little rain must fall, some days must be dark and dreary"? Feeling I've had my share for a while, so the spring, which arrived abruptly this past week, is so very welcome in a variety of ways. fresh starts, renewal, all that jazz.
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