virtually sleepless nights – so I started a new book – Crossing To Safety by Wallace Stegner -I think I’d heard of him before but never read anything of his works –

what a treat – N. Scott Momaday said that one most know the proper names of things – and Stegner does – at least  when he describes the country where I was born & partly raised – the Midwest – the northern Midwest – he had me walking through the woods again –

Another treat – he included a poem by one of my favorite poets – Robert Frost

"I could give all to Time except – except
What I myself have held. But why declare
The things forbidden while the Customs slept
I have crossed to Safety with?  For I am There
And what I would not part with I have kept."