Human kindness

Most Mondays, I have dinner with my friends Merril and Carolyn. We rotate hosting and cooking duties, eat, drink and solve the problems of the world. This week, I was host and Carolyn could not attend, leaving Merril and I to drink all the wine between the two of us. I am fairly sure that we uncovered great universal truths last night; sadly I cannot remember any of them.
The kindness part is that I am publishing this picture of a tennis ball on my floor rather than either the picture she took of me or the one I did of her.