A Sentimental Interlude

I’m taking a break for a few days to celebrate our 20th wedding anniversary. Tony and I will be going back to the scene of the crime—meaning the French Culinary Institute, where we got married, on the Saturday night you get an extra hour. Hard to believe that it was two whole decades ago that we promised to love, honor, and humor each other.

For the moment I’ll leave you with an economic think piece I wrote that’s now sailing around the net. A year ago, who would have guessed that I could understand, let alone write about, new economic models? I mention this because life beyond therapy (or, as I put it last week, losing therapy-the-religion) allowed me to pursue all sorts of ideas and questions; with my mind free of the minutiae of self-analysis I can tune into what’s around me in new ways. That too is something to celebrate.

Here’s a lovely, and undoubtedly wise, creature that spent much time on one of our trees last week.