Gratitude, Part 2

We are inching toward the summer season here, at long last. I love it here this time of year! Only a few days ago it was still snowing in the mountains, and last weekend we had our first day where the temp reached the 9o's. But as hot as it can get during the day, the air is practically humidity-free and it cools down at night. Sophie and I just returned froma short after-dark stroll and it makes me want to put a hammock on my patio and sleep outside.

On an unrelated note--Soph and I are watching "Manufacturing Consent"--documentary about Noam Chomsky, and there is tape of Chomsky on a panel with an ancient Jean Piaget. Sipping some beverage out of a demitasse. Oh to be an aging, but respected public intellectual. I'm just aging.

May Snow Day

I've lived in Colorado for almost six years now, and it still feels surreal to have enjoyed temps in the upper 70's one day, then sit in a meeting at work the next and watch giant, wet flakes of snow fall the next. By the end of the meeting, everything was covered with snow, but it warmed up enough to melt off before I drove home.

Better workout today--no traumatic middle-school PE flashbacks. Hard work has benefits, but my body feels like I've been beaten about with a bat.

Spending the day tomorrow in a grant-writing workshop--perhaps I can find some money to pay for the violin lessons, a new hybrid, and office space for a think tank.

Day 3

Day 2

Blizzard 06

I've been encouraged to join the blogosphere--but it took a blizzard keeping me indoors to take the time. I figured now was as good a time as any to finally learn how to use the digital camera I received for Christmas 2005, so when nature called for Sophie--I took the camera along. These were taken about 13:00 today--and we're supposed to end up with 18"-24" before this is done. It isn't just snowing--it is blowing snow and the wind greedily snatches breath before you know it. Sophie, who generally enjoys romping in the snow, peed and dragged me back inside. Major highways are closed, as is the airport. It snowed like this my first winter here (March 2003), and I'd forgotten how isolating it feels. At least I still have electricity and my digital cable/internet.

So now that I have the first post under my belt--we'll see how much I keep up.