It Was Over. It Was Done.

And then the thing was over.  It was done.  He did not look back. 

I mean, what would be the point?  It was a quiet day.  I saw two people, Ili and my mother.  We had dinner and wine.  There wasn't much more to it than that. 

Ili drove me to the town where she lives and we walked around and I took pictures in the afternoon.  Nothing good, really.  Maybe.  We stopped at a citrus stand where they still process juices.  They sell preserves and honey and lots of little snacks.  Old Florida.  They sold necklaces with alligator claws, too.  I didn't get one, though. 

There will not be post tomorrow.  I will be out of town without a computer.  A day of rest. 

I'll give you one, too.