There was a blood moon, but we missed the eclipse, and sighted it as it was about to set:

So…one MORE visit to the eye clinic to find out why I am misty-eyed at the end of 3 weeks after cataract surgery. Apparently, as a result of the surgery, some separation of the vitreous humor from the retina has taken place (in both eyes.). Either I will have to live with it, or the vitreous humor might “shrink” and my sight will improve “in a few months.” So much for the clinic counsellor’s blithe words, “No risk madam! Absolutely no risk!” The retinal tear in my left eye, accelerated as a result of the surgery, has been “stitched” by laser surgery. What are the chances of its occurring in the other eye as well? Cannot be estimated.

This one definitely made me think of and her experiences with Ryanair, and her own witty comments about her travel.

LJ, for me now consists only of a handful of friends, and it’s just sheer persistence that keeps me going, especially since it doesn’t even “open” for me most days. But here’s an appeal from the LJ team: