Found out the wife of an writing-friend is dying of cancer. She's been a real trooper dealing with his obsessions, which are more severe than mine. Tempted to describe the afterlife but figure it would be less than helpful as they're xtian and religious and it would be best to keep quiet and let them retain their misconceptions as they're basically harmless anyway. Still, I hope my friend doesn't lose his mind in grief. She's been the world to him over the decades and I don't know if the shock of losing her will be good for him or bad.
On a lighter note: Happy Lughnassadh! This is Lugh's day. Apparently Lugh was a real person. Lyon is named for him, as its full translated name is Lugh's Fortress.
More recipes and cooking info later.
