Stella here.
Here's th' rest o' them Moxie Day pictures I promised t' send.
Here's th' rest o' them Moxie Day pictures I promised t' send.
T'day's another o' them best-ever days an' I ain't gonna sit here writing any longer'n it takes t' upload th' pictures... then I'm bailin'!
It's kinda like in that Ruth Moore poem, 'bout Charlie tendin' weir... "He could see across the bay, calm and still and wide..."
Well, it's just like that outside an' I ain't plannin' t' spend it indoors any more'n I hafta.
But b'fore I f'rget... t'morra's Ruth Moore's birthday. Sure wish she was still around an' still writin'!
Pat G emailed me she got an "I read Ruth Moore" bumpersticker over t' Gulf o' Maine books down t' Brunswick t'other day! Weren't she some excited! Said she'd had one long ago on her old car but that 'un was long-gone.
Hope y' have a fine day!
Love,
Stella
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