I'm reading Eleni Sikelianos' "A Carnet for the Loved Love" over and over again tonight. Reading it out loud and then silently skimming across the letters; alternating. Her beauty isn't only manifested in her poems, just look at her. Jon has been on the East Coast visiting his brother and family. He's coming back tomorrow at 10:30pm. I'll be making avocado and turkey sandwiches for the ride to Moses Lake that night so we don't fall asleep. It's been good having his dog Bryon for this past week. They know your schedule to the minute and at 10pm sharp they're at the door waiting to go for our run, rain or shine (tends to be the former).