First of all, it's hard to get back from vacation. I'm certainly back in body, but my mind doesn't seem to be completely cooperating. This could take a while.Second, a friend sent me a great hilarious column from the NY Times, Dick Cavett commenting on depression (ick) and socks (funny) and also (I do not lie) on finding humor "there" as well as can be expected. I love the idea of a depressed person somehow pulling his socks up and just getting over it all -- boy, I wish that had worked for me. Sure be cheaper than doctors and drugs (and phone bills to friends, the poor patient wonderful friends).
I don't think I have a photo of a depressed person pulling her socks up to post, but I do have a great picture of my daughter with her outrageous socks pulled all the way up -- definitely not depressed. She's still in Montana and I miss her a lot a lot. So, here's her picture. (You have to look closely to see the socks. She's sitting on a dead tree stump in the middle of a geyser crater in Yellowstone Nat'l Park. I don't know why she hikes in knee socks. What a great gal.) If you click on the photo you can see a close up of her beautiful face and socks.
In Livingston Montana I spotted this laundromat, Off the Cuff. There are many many many of these wonderful homespun laundrys in all these smaller towns. I saw one somewhere else (Wyoming?) called The Missing Sock. I wish I'd started taking photos of them sooner. Still on vacation but home again this weekend.