when here, we blow bubbles

I have yet to remember to buy bubble stuff, but i've finally made a good dish soap mix that works fairly well. Bubbles send my mind drifting. small ephemeral spheres; poof - thought gone. like the words sometimes in the old brain - or names! the weatherman saying this is the coldest December in years, this week promising to remain unmeltingly cold. But i did manage to drive up the road this morning for qigong.