APD shuffles in, arms like lead weights and back in knots from several hours of landscaping. On another day I would break out the sax and join the group for a melody or two, but today the blue chaise is calling and I have just enough energy left to get there and set myself up for a rest. A couple of deeply plush pillows and a glass of 8-year-old rye whiskey help maximize the comfort level (I brought the bottle if anyone cares to join me).