Yesterday, I edited "Whisper Road," pulled together Sirenia Digest #125, sent the issue off the Gordon to be PDF'd, then Spooky mailed it out to subscribers. It was a full day. Today might be a day-offish. Not entirely sure yet. We're cooking a feast for the Fourth, for just the two of us: a BBQ chicken in the crock pot, deviled eggs, corn on the cob, and a stir-fried kale salad, plus the strawberry-rhubarb pie Spooky made night before last. Happy birthday, Grandpa Ramey. You'd have been 105 today.