Saturday, August 27, 2005

 

Saturday Aug. 27, 2005 - Year 3, Day 160 - chasing a dream, dear

we walked all the way down to Fish Creek, inspected ‘our bridge’; finding it still intact we saw several more big trees fallen into the stream; curious to see whether nature or ‘managers’ will determine the future of this area – my vote is ‘leave it where it lands’, 21C, gorgeous day

few things as entertaining as watching a well exercised sleeping pup; Gusta’s mouth twitches & legs peddle in mid-air while dreamy mini-barks leak out . . chasing a ‘dream deer’

my day & mode relaxed, but my plate runneth over & spilleth onto the floor

from the floor, down the hall . . . into the dining room

my project spreads across dining room table & several other pieces of furniture & the kitchen counter which signals an afternoon of document assembly & editing & more editing & more editing

“The secret of being miserable is to have leisure to bother whether you are happy or not. The cure is occupation.” . George Bernard Shaw

by George, I’m cured

golf waits

tomorrow

Mark
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