my heart is in Chicago

Wendy's in town, at a family celebration - it will be lovely to see her this evening and, perhaps, again for a few minutes tomorrow.

Jen's just come in after yet another book tour.

Angie, I think, is in her van, making a pilgrimage from Michigan.

I'm at my desk, jumping in to my backlog of emails and getting my city-legs as I manage re-entry.

But it's Poppy I'm thinking of today, and I hope you will too.