Seventeen Days.

Seventeen. That is how many days that I, Anna, had to make my presence known before my cousin, Lucy, decided to make her elevated entrance.

Seventeen. That is how many days my cousin, Anna, was alive before I came along and stole her thunder 
(thunder = the attention of my extended relatives).  

Over the course of the twenty years since, We have grown from cousins to friends to pen-pals to conspirators and now, to sharers of this space we intend to fill with the artistic, culinary, and literary musings that color our thoughts and conversations.

Glad you folks could stop by for a bit!