and the senses are finely attuned....

as it were....
to the specificities of 'the craft' at hand....
to the tastes and sounds of re invention......
and the likes.....
and to the almost 'metalic' sound of 'conundrum'
 as it  unravels and unfolds and un earths the deep,
 carefully laid plans for the 'redemption tea'......
for the redemption TEA PARTY......
fully accentuated with scones and sweet cream and 'forget-me-nots'.....
laid elegantly,
with doilies and pomegranate spice and 'PASSOVER' jelly-rolls ......
a 'FANTABULOUS' FEAST to behold !!!!

they are lining up outside already !!!
they can hardly wait until the FAT LADY
 begins to sing her sweet and sad melody in operatic nomenclature.......

let the ritual begin......
and take NO PRISONERS........