Good morning from Southern California. It's bright and sunny and about to toasty.
Last week, I received a letter and with it was a fashion drawing I made about the fifth grade or so. This was from a high school (well, grade school, too) classmate who had been cleaning closets. She had also attended a luncheon with another group of classmates. This morning I received an update about a few of them, in particular, a long-time friend. I stopped receiving Christmas cards from her and now I know why. She had a stroke which affected her hands and feet and she now lives in a nursing home.
Nothing big happening here. I, too, must do some grocery shopping.