Chalk art by unknown child, taken at the park across the street.
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My calves are sore today.
I spent much of yesterday walking with my son and daughter-in-law around our neighborhood, up and down hilly streets, and many stairs.
(They were trying to help labor along, as the due date was last Thursday.)
I went along, offering to the table moral support and my iphone (i.e. stopwatch, with lap timing capability).
Pre-labor started, and all was happening as hoped/planned.
But in the end, they went home and went to bed.
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Today is 9/11. I am in a quiet mood today. It’s sunny and beautiful and I can hear the ambient sounds of a football game as I write this (“Go. Fight. Win!”). This morning I read the following, written by Thomas Merton about art:
“Inventions yes: but also collaborations with solitude.”