The summer-and-holiday practice of writing four pages most mornings goes by the wayside during the school year, alas. But this morning, while I was finishing my coffee on the porch, I managed to write the opening paragraph of an abstract, and it felt good.
It also felt good to put a postcard to Chris' uncle and aunt in the mail today. They've always been wonderful to me, and they've been having some challenging times. A photo and a few sentences from me can't really change that, but I hope it can give them a smile.
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