This morning was a wet greeting, cloudy and cold. It seemed unnecessary to even dress, I sat around without clothes for a while, cosy up here. Yesterday there was snow on the ridges, above 1500 ft they said. Cold but cute. Staying in means being bored too often which leads to the temptation of watching the tube much more than is healthy. A reasonably bright mood is easily ruined by overexposure to full time election coverage, Familiar talking heads and sound bites from the candidates who are a sorry bunch. Such a day is squandered. Wasted and disposed of. Even a short, rainy stroll to buy beer was uplifting by comparison. A required connection to Nature. When the trees are in full leaf behind the house, we are completely secluded and I enjoy taking advantage of the nakedness available on the backstairs.
Days are not refundable and it seems sinful to spend time without creative pursuits. Energy is so easily sapped by torpor. Controlled by outlook. I need more control over that. anyone with the key? I should know by now.
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