Ok I am headed to bed but I was just listening to this again and clapping to my hearts content as Cliff brushes his teeth and it has me thinking...
I learned to clap REALLY loudly when I was in France in college watching Flamenco dancers at a little dark perfectly French cafe on a steamy summer night...
which has me thinking of my little sis who is in the heart of Flamenco country right now--- living happily, sipping coffee at all hours and living her best life. I'd say happiness has definitely hit her and for that I am super grateful. Mema has always said if we have nothing else we have each other and I feel her happiness... late at night as I clap while Cliff brushes his teeth and we head to bed.
The dog days are OVER.
Ni nite.
