So, it was indeed Friday the 13th, but we decided we were brave souls, and set out in plenty of time for the airport in Long Beach, only to become hopelessly snarled in traffic, or thwarted by some strange time warp (did I mention we left in plenty of time?) and Ravyn missed her flight by the merest of fractions. After about ten minutes of panic we took refuge in a cute little coffee shop with cookies and coffee to figure things out.
In the end, Ravyn's spousal unit found her a flight out of Palm Springs for Saturday morning, so we drove back home, had lovely conversation, made a silicone mold for "Emily", watched some wicked funny commercials on Ravyn's laptop, listened to Aubrey's afternoon epiphany and had a lovely extra day.
This morning I sent her off with a breathtakingly beautiful full moon hovering just over the mountains.
Now I must take care of all things domestic and studio-wise which were horribly neglected for the sake of art and friendship. I owe many emails, several packages with little sculptures and a number of phone calls.
Aubrey, Orion and I are all about half sick with colds, a little fuzzy but getting on with the fireplace and green tea. I shall tidy up a bit because soon Ben will be here for project work and Strange Fish begs for completion.
have a good weekend.