Originally uploaded by Barbara Y.
I've not much time. Today is the big event at the store and I want it perfect, elegant, and delicious, in true Leslie spirit. I have hired a young harpist to play. She is a student of the woman who played at Leslie's bedside, the night before she died. I am thinking it will add a heavenly touch to the fete.
Helen and I are preparing food soon. I must run to the store within the half hour for the ingredients.
And my head is spinning also about the departure tomorrow into the skies, moving closer and closer to the wee girl in the photograph.
Au revoir for now. I shall write again from Paris.