The picture is right-side up; it's the box that's askew. It's in the wasebasket, outside my neighbors' back door. Didn't feel presumptuous enough to open the gate and rearrange it. Some art director I am.
I had a solitary but pleasant Seder—candle, wine, matzo, roast chicken, salad. Going to Alison's tonite, where I will not eat the grains . . .
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Is this picture upside down?
Happy Seder, dear Babz.
The picture is right-side up; it's the box that's askew. It's in the wasebasket, outside my neighbors' back door. Didn't feel presumptuous enough to open the gate and rearrange it. Some art director I am.
I had a solitary but pleasant Seder—candle, wine, matzo, roast chicken, salad. Going to Alison's tonite, where I will not eat the grains . . .
Miss you, m'dear!
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