(morning writing)

Maybe i am emotionally shut down. I just don't know. I guess i need to meditate on clearing the spring. Keep getting distracted and not finishing this post.

I find i am focusing pretty hard at work and then just tick over into, Nope. Somewhere someone posted the "I don' wanna do the work today" scene from the "Firegbringer" play and that can fill my brain.

On Thursday Dad came over and cut down the top of one of the eastern red cedars (Juniperus virginiana, not really a cedar) in my hedging project to take to his sweetie as a Christmas tree. He measured the height of the tree, but not the girth and it was somewhat comical to see him try to fit it in his Subaru. I admit that if the owners of the parcel next door subdivide it, i will probably want some height to screen the no-doubt oversized homes from having unfettered visibility onto our property. But at the moment i'd rather have light. The bottom five feet of the cedar that remains will convert some of its branches into new leaders and will be plenty tall soon enough.

And Thursday night nibling W played jazz guitar in a streaming concert with the jazz ensemble he's in at NYU. That was a pleasure to listen to.

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Saturday i did lots of laundry, packed for the trip, and did some clothing seasonal switch overs, as well as identifying clothes to donate and throw away.

I thank past me for check lists, because going through one at the end of the day identified many items i'd forgotten to pack.

I should have time today at the hotel to go through notes and prep for the conference.

It's 24°F here, 37°F in Boston. Going north to warm up?

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I remain easily triggered by Shinyfast.  ( privacy worries and tech )