In Sudbury.
It’s just starting to rain. It wasn’t supposed to.
Time to go onto the Dock.
Sun on the lake, perfect weather!! Healing rest time.
It is sun and calm.
The sun came out for a minute this morning…
although the wind is back with the gray sky, now. I am just as glad; I might get my project finished and off in the mail today without the distraction of the placid, sunny lake
Time to go for a row.
Rain.
This was once a tree.
Mop rinse squeeze. Scent of pine.
My grandmother used the same bucket and mop on the same floor. I remember. Continuity of generations.