A change of plan

Another one of these incredible, unseasonable, enjoyable 44°F/7 °C sunny days and this neighborhood sled hill will be toast. I suppose we could still have the neighborhood sledding party we all promised each other to have at the end of January, and just resolve to get muddy. In a normal winter, it would be months before one would ever catch sight of a neighbor, maybe for fleeting moments while you are out shoveling, so a pact was made at the end of Fall.

It is so gorgeous today that the patient got dressed in coat and hat and gingerly walked out back for a while to pull the fresh air deep into his lungs. The last remaining molecules of anesthesia trembled in their boots.

I am up to my chin in online tutorials for everything from After Effects to Excel and loving it. Learning is a bit like a drug; addicting, and the more you do, the more you want.