An Antidote to Weirdness...

Almost the whole state of Iowa is a disaster area, and when all that water makes its way downstream, there'll be heck to pay elsewhere, too.

And the right wing have loosed their fearsome nonintellects and tabloid journalism on the Obamas.

And the wars in Afghanistan and Iraq continue to take lives daily.

And has anybody read anything about Hillary Clinton since the media wiped her off the globe? (Wonder how she likes that bleeper Rupert Murdoch now?)

So my itty bitty problem is hardly worth mentioning. However, about half a dozen or more Xtreme English posts published from late May through June 11 got their margins whacked. Rather than go through and republish--and lose my tonstant weaders' (thank you, Dorothy Parker) precious comments--I'll just ask your pardon for my total inability to fix this by wading (there's that high water image!) into the html and finding the glitch.

Here's a happy thought: In Ravello, the Norwegian composer Grieg drew inspiration from the mountain woods and caves for his Peer Gynt suite while he was staying in Hotel Toro (next to ours). To the right is "Morning" from Peer Gynt, and at the top of this post is a photo of the view from our balcony--in the morning. Have a nice day if at all possible....