As for tomorrow...well...I'm getting up in, erm, six hours to fly home to Portland. Guess that means I ought to go to sleep soon. Ah, the joys of travel. I'll bounce into town, go visiting a while, then hie myself to Potlatch, which is happening all of 2 or 3 miles from Rancho Lake. (Assuming the air travel system doesn't do something dreadful to me, of course...)
More work on Madness of Flowers on the plane tomorrow, too.
Y'all play nice while I'm gone. Expect continued light blogging through the weekend.