River: Forty-six

Well, today was our forty-sixth wedding anniversary, and the first without Colleen beside me to celebrate. I have hauled out the last remainibng bottle from the case of The Glenlivet that Colleen's uncle and oldest cousin gave us for an anniversary. (I forget which; possibly our 35th or 36th; the first mention of Glenlivet in my log is in 2010, but it could have been earlier. I wish I could ask Colleen -- she'd remember.)

Rather than spending the day writing (as I'd hoped) or moping (as I'd feared) I spent most of it fighting with WordPress. So far it's a draw.

Good night.