Friday the 13th . . . .

. . . comes on a Tuesday this month.  So I trust you avoided breaking any ladders or walking under any black cats.  And remember, especially on an auspicious day like today: it's bad luck to be superstitious.

Never the less, it's been a pretty good day so far here at the  ancestral manse. Imber abiit, et recessit, at least for the moment.  More due over the weekend, so I'm told.  But in the meantime the sun is shining, God is in His heaven, and I've even given a thought to The Inn.   As you see.