The writer regrets...

You're not imagining things. I did something that I haven't done in years.... I redacted 3 blog entries. There were morose, maudlin, sentimental and even sad. But they didn't talk about why. I don't think I can do that, yet. Although there is a lot of it in Moons, Junes and ferris wheels. The only truly honest thoughts I have right now are these: 1) Thank God for summer interludes with friends who knew me when. Ones who share memories of the big moments and little ones and ask us to stay for dinner and play along when my son makes a train out of their lawn furniture 2) Marshmellows, in the microwave, explode   My friend's sunflower garden, taken before dinner last night (07/18/2004) .