Overcast, the sky at times spitting. On the cold side. But better days are ahead because the leaves are on the trees – they are a pale green. They will, in a month’s time, darken. The cow parsnip is starting to appear, and there are patches of green grass everywhere.

I worked all day on BLBP administrative. All day. I took out the expletive. All damn day. I put the expletive back in there. Made me feel like I got a lot done, but really, I did not. Administrativa is, for me, something to avoid. I do not feel the sense of satisfaction that bean counters feel, say, when I write up an agenda or compile a list containing the name of volunteers.

I do feel a sense of satisfaction in giving Pete an assist. I have gotten out of the habit of cooking, so right now we are eating leftovers, which are in jars, in the freezer. That was yesterday and today. I don’t know if there is much left, so tomorrow’s dinner options are limited.

Pete worked at the computer for the better part of the day and participated in two Zoom meetings. He said (at dinner) that his hand is sore. No wonder, I say.

That which does give me satisfaction – I worked on Shelf Life for an hour and made progress, including adding more information to the paragraph in which I wrote about the first project meeting, which was held at VCRS. Now that I think of it, I might also add that my meeting agenda notes were in no apparent order. This, I might add, when later, I had to come up with my own executive director agenda.

I continued on and made minor revision and major copy editing changes. And you know what? Afterwards, I felt like I had really accomplished something. And this feeling of satisfaction remained with me for the rest of the day.

Later in the day, prior to dinner, I went for a ride on Raudi. Though it was cold, and the sky was spitting, I felt the same sense of satisfaction as I felt when completing the day’s writing. This is my favorite time of year, and I so enjoy seeing everything turn green, and also the change in plant life. I think the horses do too; although they are wanting to graze and will lower their heads at any opportunity that they can get.

I might ride Raudi in the upcoming BCHA trail trials. I am not sure how she’ll be on her own. She prefers having a companion. She most likely won’t have a companion. I might just chance it because you never know. Horses are very unpredictable.

Now tomorrow, I will at 10:00 a.m. meet with Tom Sojka, our realtor friend and talk with him about property options. I also have to pack up outgoing boxes of books for approximately seven organizations. It is most appropriate to say that the books are outgoing. I think that the one’s that we’ve salvaged are extremely happy.

Next: 126. 5/8/25: Late at Night