The workday goes quickly, mostly. I am learning as fast as they have time to teach me. I volunteer to walk all the dogs and forget that I have to watch them for quality of bowel movement and quantity of urine, and I stare out into the creekdeep gulley full of sumac and snowy trees and I breathe the cold air. Last week the scent of rain.
On the drive home I sing loud and look forward to the kiss that awaits me. On Saturday morning I sleep late, late, late and we make blueberry pancakes (local flour, frozen local blueberries, local milk and eggs!) and coffee (from a friend in Columbia, so local to him at least) and then I read or bake or go back to sleep. Or all three. Today we're going skiing - if it's going to snow, I might as well enjoy it.