I'm not having a good day--and it has nothing to do with cataloging 20,001 food facts, chefs secrets & household hints. It doesn't take much to make me feel very, very sad. I made a big mistake yesterday and went to our sawmill. The building is there, but of course it's empty. I must be a glutton for punishment. The site is beautiful and I can still appreciate that but I had an empty, sad and hollow feeling standing there. It was a lifetime ago and an entirely different life. Oh, what I didn't know then.