I slept a few hours in the middle of the day, and thought I would catch up to my mail and maybe (maybe) write in a different place. But Chris called and kidnapped me to dinner, and is now sleeping on the couch so we can go off adventuring tomorrow.
We have been collecting images for the found tarot for years, and had some great if sometimes dissimilar ideas and images. My posting cards has encouraged her to look for the box where she kept hers - its gone. Possible a casualty of one of the many moves she made for awhile, possibly a slightly more unhappy circumstance. But gone, all the same.
Tomorrow we are going to set off in search of cards. posters and photos, and see what we come home with.