Rain all night through, whitenoise on trailer roof, turning to whitesilence midmorning, that peculiar hush that brings one to the window or door to (astonish) fat falling flakes cascading draperies snowgauze across streetscape & trees. Lovely lovely, & so cold here in Sylviatrailer. Should go to house but this is sweet, just catGreta & me under downcomforters & iPhone radio droning ambient tones.

I dreamed of Stiller and Meara (remember them?) in old-age home, settling into their little room together & the mean unheeding nurse. Stiller, Meara - the famously unsuited pair, she tall thin Irish, he short stout Jewish, famously funny. Now in my life - Stillinger, Mills - more unsuited husband and wife could not be imagined, she tall exhippie earthmother Asperger hermit, he short excokespoonwearing Armanisuit executive horseplayer worldtraveler. Brought together by circumstance in late life to age together. Not so funny sometimes, not famous at all, but happy couple mutual support, and pray - keep the mean nurses away, far away.