Relative Something

In a dramatic shift from the energy Cyndie brought to the house last weekend, I got home from the day-job yesterday, absolutely exhausted. The work on house chores has ground to a halt. I’m too tired to take on projects. I’m too tired to write. Let’s fall back on the old standby, the solution that’s worth a thousand words. This one, from the family visit to see the horses on Mother’s Day, seems to say something…