1. The bookcase in our study is groaning with books. Books of all persuasions. There are too many books, or maybe not enough shelf. They poke out here and there, inviting me to open them and stop for a while to ponder.
2. Heartfelt apologies by the pale pre-dawn light.
3. Quietness after house guests last week. A somewhat eerie peace descends on the house. The Princess is asleep and I wander around in my apron, enjoying sweet solitude.