Said: It is tragic that we do not have ready access to each other, how I pine for that random weekday autumn morning where we might visit Twice Told for a coffee, a top down ride through Cave Hill, a lakeside duck distracted conversation, and a stroll past the statuous sisters.

Sphen: To remember those moments and so many more random times of joy, the quiet times without words, and the wonder of that silence:

Sabuda ala