|My Chair is ready.|
Soon, my darling, soon.
Here is a lovely picture of my favorite chair, freshened up now with a shade of purple. Why purple?
Why you know already. The eccentricity that befalls every woman in about her fifth decade. She's running hot and cold. Fists balled in fury or arms open wide to hug everyone. It's a messy mix of love and rage and purple is a color for both. The Putterer