And all the news is good. For an old lady of 56, 132/70 ain't bad blood pressure. One day I suppose I'll be on bp meds like the rest of the world, but not yet. It kind of surprised me, with all the stress at work these days (stress at the library sounds like an ozymoron, doesn't it? Ah, how little the world knows! As the Library Turns...).
Maybe the bp is low because my trip to the doctor (10 minute wait in the office, that's why I drive 24 miles the wrong way to get to this office) goes through some beautiful, breathtaking scenery. West Virginia is showing her colors this week. What glory, all around, all for free.