Time Capsule

Somehow or other I wound up at my old Blogspot blog this evening and read several months worth of posts.  The things that came crashing back!  The adoption of Emily.  Becca's broken arm.  Girl Scout Cookies forever and ever, world without end. The semi-accidental poisoning of many birds in an East Texas town, all of whom came plummeting into the city square.  And all these links to things that are no longer linkable.  It was my habit, in the Olden Days, to link to something without any explanation of what I was linking to.  So now it's a mystery, or as Robert Browning said, "When I wrote that, I understood it, but now that privilege is left to God alone.".