I Heart Taggart

Do You Want ‘Possums with That? Having just returned from two weeks in splendid [self imposed] isolation, I’m tempted to declare that I was on a spiritual retreat, or writing the next Great American Novel. The truth is that a dear friend of mine found herself in the dilemma of her adopted dad about to shuffle off this proverbial mortal coil(e), and her property caretaker unable to delay personal business. I’d planned to write my next blog entry on Eureka at that time. I was instead thrust
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