Thank you, dear friend. So much of this is new to me, also :)) It seems to be that I am always looking for mountains to climb--can't pick stuff I know--it's always something I don't know. An adventure, each time.

Yes, Easter Islands. I am aware, but rusty. Of course, this means I go back to refresh. I do remember reading about George, the oldest turtle, who was all alone and recently died.

What I find fascinating about Mother Huang He and China's Sorrow: People can hold these two sentiments at the same time. We are complex creatures, aren't we?

You are so kind to read and compliment my blog. You know you are one of the audience I hold in mind when I write. It's a standard that helps me to keep working even when material is challenging.

You warm my heart. Thank you.

With great affection,

AG