Good Night, Moon

You look lovely shining through the pine tree boughs. Good night on a blueberry crisp day--I made one so we could all sing Happy Birthday to our beloved Michael Mernin. 

Serious fashion casualty: The great pink-framed Lilly Pulitzer sunglasses my friend Anne gave me have gone missing sometime between entering the Sparrow earlier today and now. Complete accessory bummer. Ranks right up there with the time my gold charm bracelet broke on a Monhegan Island walk.

Good night.