#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream

A sleep-in until 8. It’s a two-group day. I have time to ski in morning, going back over my good tracks. There is some sun and it’s warmer. The snow is fine. Skiing without gloves. In the early afternoon when I’m free I go out again and over my tracks and cut some new ones. I sit so much during my day, on Zoom or writing. How good it feels to be in fresh air, using my legs and arms. Tonight I feel a bit overcooked by processing. A long talk with my sister and brother, again, about my aunt. Trying to emotionally come to terms with an issue out of our control. My daughter, my youngest came over for a bit. Looking out my bedroom window into the garden below she spotted a fat grown rabbit sitting on the snow, nibbling at my red maple sapling. Agh. These animals are out of control. Frank’s Instagram feed is full of chocolate labs and he keeps showing me showing me all the chocolates. I opened the door to speak to the bunny and it ran back under the deck where it must have set up a winter residence. Now, the birds are a wonderful happy pleasurable sight at the feeder. Every day there is a red-headed woodpecker who flies in for lunch and stops on the trunk of a tree just in my sight while I’m sitting on Zoom. Feeding the birds is a wonderful stressless pleasure. Worked on the manuscript, it’s now in an order with sections. I have made choices. Now I’ll keep working on the choices. I will be confused. Somehow I will land on an order that makes sense. I don’t know when. But sleep is called for now.