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Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Home
North Carolina touring done, and I am at last home after a long drive. On Saturday I had a grand time reading a chapter from A Death at the White Camellia Orphanage at McIntyre's in Fearrington, answering questions, and even reading a few requested poems. Afterward had lunch with writer friend Marjorie Hudson (Accidental Birds of the Carolinas - PEN Hemingway Honorable Mention) and some of her students. And I spent Sunday night in Roanoke with longtime friend, painter Mary Boxley Bullington. Good night!
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Alas, I must once again remind large numbers of Chinese salesmen and other worldwide peddlers that if they fall into the Gulf of Spam, they will be eaten by roaming Balrogs. The rest of you, lovers of grace, poetry, and horses (nod to Yeats--you do not have to be fond of horses), feel free to leave fascinating missives and curious arguments.
It's always good to get back home, but clearly North Carolina, is a good, good place for Marly.
ReplyDeleteYes, Miss Zephyr! Thank you for keeping it from getting too hot with your balmy breezes. (Actually the weather was pretty hot some of the time, and I liked it!)
ReplyDeleteI'll bet you're tired, but you keep on going, like the Energizer bunny you are!
ReplyDeleteHope the batteries are good!
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