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Yesterday morning was overcast, all the way to San Mateo with no end in sight. At home there was no dew, and i noted the sound of hummingbirds as i left the house. Merging onto highway 101 i pulled up behind the Google self driving car. I pondered how i would notice flowers fading. The honeysuckle still blooms, and the blue mounds of flowers are still at full tilt. I did note that there are
tall narrow deciduous trees in lines for landscaping -- poplars? -- loosing leaves, some bare. Yet
magnolias are still in bloom.

A pelican and seagulls were at the water feature when i arrived at work. When i left, i paused to watch the long languid flight of an egret against the twilight sky.

Both Tues & Wed evening, as i left after sunset, i noted a river of fog as i drove briefly west, a dragon snaking thru coastal range, winding through hills of Redwood City. The skies were otherwise clear.

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I'm a little anxious about meeting with New Director this morning. It's a frustrated anxiety. There is so much critical going on, and he is supposedly informed: how will i make the most of the tiny window of communication?

I know i don't carry with me my full self into these intense work periods. Or maybe it's that my reflective self is bound and gagged, while my First Responder Self takes over. My counter part at the Ohio office is in a dither, and would yank people around from crisis to crisis if he was left to lead. Since he has the information about the priority of issues, i need to listen and discern from him what's going on, but he doesn't keep the big picture in mind. In the end, i have to manage him as well: telling him what resources i'm going to set aside for which crisis. We're still working on completing the solution to crisis A & B and need to deliver that as we promised, so we can't drop everything for C. (He's dropped A & B because we said we'd deliver.)

Friday is going to be a lovely Monthy Report generation day for the past months. Joy.