lo and behold (when i post the pictures), copp is back!
i feel such beatific gratitude!
i want to thank the great spirit.

 for the spirit is great within us.

ok i felt this whelming joy and water-light, swimming with lily and copp this morning, and i also had an intense discussion that ended with me growing so wild inside my head was spinning like the proverbial tasmanian devil (who doesn't actually spin, i like to think more like a whirlwind, or dervish) and poor mm, mea culpa, i really was  yelling. but that's where my anger goes, and it's not just my dead father or the live obomba, it's the crushing engine of the world, it's the killing machine, it's small life crying out in the civilized wilderness of complacency and corruption and murder for profit.

but really, truly, i am just glad to have my mister back. i am glad we have another day to wake up, and be alive.