Praise then darkness, and creation unfinished

cattitude and I just had rysmiel visiting for a few days; they got here Tuesday evening, and I walked them to the airport bus stop at about 4:00 this afternoon. (Yes, that's a red-eye flight east; I probably wouldn't have suggested it, but the advantage was an extra half day together relative to the alternative early morning departure.)

This was a low-key visit; we mostly just wanted to spend time together, rather than do any sort of tourist stuff. We talked some about Velma and missing her, but there was less sadness there than I had half-expected. Velma and rysmiel liked each other, and had been getting to know each other more than casually in the last couple of years; rysmiel mentioned being pleased at Velma's obvious pleasure in watching me and rysmiel interact, and at their presence in my life.

We ate a lot of sushi, and I made salmon in a mustard-and-shallot sauce for supper one night. For dessert that night we had a ginger fruitcake that browngirl gave me; I'd been saving it to share with rysmiel, because I knew they also like ginger. The fruitcake was very good, and just the right size for dessert for three people.