i spend the morning emptying kitchen cupboards,
rearranging, along with making a good size pile for the Goodwill.
i see clearly that the days of making five loaves of bread at once
are probably over, so three go into the pile and two find their way back inside.
there is a bit of nostalgia in the task, but also a feeling of simplicity that i love.
later, i head to the gym and stop by the library.
the sun comes out and the rain stops just long enough for the dog
and i to get a walk in around the pond.