Interesting brief article over at Huffington Post:
Poetry and Medicine: Keats Was an Apothecary
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What a weekend! Seattle finally has some summer weather. Spent a lovely Saturday on Vashon Island with old friends: dinner, fellowship, the garden, nature. Ahhhhhhh . . . . it's so good to get life's priorities in order. To discover again what is most important, what really matters.
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Poetry group tonight at Sylvia P's. Not that Sylvia, of course, but a living Sylvia P. *wink*
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