My Longest Post, Ever!

The afternoons of late summer invariably provoke my nostalgia. As days grow shorter and autumn approaches, I think of endings, and recall things which are gone. Today, the soft air has a cohort: Mambo. I just got a CD collection of mambos by Perez Prado (the king of the mambo, I'll have you know,) and listening to it has reminded me of Pete's.

( Another Paradise )

Whew!

After two long posts, maybe I've gotten it out of my system and can go back to my innocuous little bits of word jewelry about weather and deer and crows. All LJ will breathe a sigh of relief, and the servers can cool down. The whole site was a mess this afternoon. I blame myself. (Let me have my delusions.) Now, I must off in the breezy afternoon to fetch photocopies from Rite-Aid. They have the only machine in town by which I am not befuddled.

Ooh, feathery white clouds!