As I dictate this into my iPhone, I’m lying on my kitchen floor staring at the tin ceiling. I am on day 3 of not having a computer as my MacBook is being repaired, and it is shocking to realize how little I can access of myself without fingers flying over a keyboard. Suffice it to say Gracie Rosmansion is very clean and a certain permakitten is very entertained. The happiest part of this is that the doves have re-nested on my fire escape, with new eggs to be hatched. This has been an animal summer and for that–but not only that–I am super grateful.