Historical hotels can sometimes leave a lot to be desired, but not the Occidental Hotel! Thanks to Dawn for her hospitality, and to Larissa, Tony and Glen for their company. And to the team of paranormal investigators that made me nervous to go back to my room in the middle of the night! Luckily the amazing clawfoot bathtub melted away most of my cowardly nervousness about meeting the spirit of little Emily in the hallway playing hide and seek among the antique quilts.
Sunday I read some Mary Oliver.
Wild Geese.
Thank you.
Glenn
That’s a good one!!
‘You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves…’