You, Richard, are as comfortable to me, as the old boots are to you.

You, Richard, are as comfortable to me, as the old boots are to you. I find myself eagerly awaiting your podcast. I so look forward to being invited aboard the Erica, sharing a steaming cuppa near the fire. Anticipating your calming voice, your picturesque words. You amaze me each week, with a new and beautiful portrait of your surroundings. Drawing me in, as though I too, am there soaking in every detail, every feeling, every smell, every color, every emotion and every sensation my body can consume. What an artist you are. Paint on my friend, paint on.