(Community Matters) I’m sure this isn’t the first time I’ve used this title and it won’t be the last. I’ve adopted a morning zen ritual of watering my plants and sweeping off the sidewalk.
This morning, our temporary neighbors (the Markovits’ are on sabbatical) were loading luggage into a cab and came over to tell me another friend will be staying next door while they are away in Hong Kong. Told them no problem, we’d watch for their friend and they could buy us a drink in Hong Kong weekend next. Seriously, my bad that we haven’t had a chance to spend even an evening with them – as I write this I realize how rude it is that we haven’t organized – but we’re likely to see them in Hong Kong, where Esther is from. Small world . . .
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