The Progress of Love

This is a story of a woman with sad, poetic name, a man without a friend in the waking world; twelve blue paintings; a constellation of strangers, and a family of mice. The woman is a visionary artist, with endurance to match. The man without a friend in the waking world, indeed has friends, but most of these we’d find unapproachable. The constellation of strangers forms a sampling of the invisible strands of connection around us and within us, and the family of mice...Well, as one sympathetic reader remarked, ＂They’re like people, only better.＂