No news,

just a pleasant sunny day. This morning I watched a hawk sitting on a limb grooming its feathers. With the binoculars I watched it out the kitchen window.

Yesterday the whole park was flooded by the little Cahaba-type stream running through it, as well as a good deal more of the landscape. My basement floor was wet and the yard had lots of puddles, but nothing too bad.

Last Wednesday I had a major event--the plumbers and drain cleaners had to be called and were here into the late evening cleaning things up. Of course, that plunged my psyche into the depths, and I still haven't got my head rearranged from it.

Jed came over Thursday and helped me prepare for the book signing, which I couldn't have done without him, and stayed until Sunday afternoon. Time marches so fast, I recognize the need to fill every moment with something meaningful. However, that's easier said than done. But I will try harder.