Amy has been gone for three weeks, gone south to California to take care of her mother who is recovering from hip surgery.

Our niece, Tessa, remarked to her: “Uncle Vernon must be living his best life, up there unsupervised.”

“Vernon lives his best life every day, ” Amy replied. “Nothing anyone can do about it.”

I try darlin’, I do try.

Applesauce, cabbage salad, and BBQ beef sandwiches for dinner, followed by gin and tonic in the hot tub under a nearly full moon. Cricket songs float on a warm breeze.

Still living my best life.

Miss you. Hurry home.