Robin, I am so happy for you and hope you enjoy the new computer. Thanks for sharing the poem. Enjoyed it very much and hope you will be back with us soon. We miss you and the poems you share. It is the time of year to remember NJ bonfires, football games, hot tea or cocoa and the smell of smoke in the air. Who remembers those little balls we used to step on and they puffed out a dusty cloud. We used to call them puff balls. I forget which type of tree they come from. We used to find them on the ground under the tree and stomp them. I saw artificial pussy willows in a store the other day and they brought back memories of home. About 10 years ago I went home and brought back pussy willow branches so my kids could see what they were. Pat