Things seem clearer in the silver light of the extraordinary - Harlan Ellison

having a perfectly wonderful day.
baking bread, muffins and have a garlicky chicken in the crockpot.
planted cilantro and rosemary. the balcony herb garden is coming along.
Blake brought sunflowers. I gave the cats some catnip.
Simon is in the pool and I feel a nap coming on...

we went on an artwalk last night in Highland Park with friends and had a great time drinking wine and visiting.

I feel very lucky and want to remember this for the other times...

Everyone is overridden by thoughts;
that's why they have so much heartache and sorrow.
At times I give myself up to thought purposefully;
but when I choose,
I spring up from those under its sway.
I am like a high-flying bird,
and thought is a gnat:
how should a gnat overpower me?