Cloaked in good intentions, early this morning, I began the process of putting away the holiday hoo-haa.
Then I got side tracked by the poinsettia in the sunlight.
Moments of sunlight are fleeting at this time of year. That's the excuse I have selected to explain my lack of progress. This evening I remain captivated by the shadows and the light.
There will be plenty of cloudy days in the week ahead for completing chores. Today I am making hay while the sun shines, striking while the iron is hot ... in other words, sitting in the sun and thinking about the meaning of life.