We didn’t have much of a winter. And it’s looking like we won’t have much of a spring. It was snowing lightly this morning, when I was out tending to the horses. And it was snowing lightly this evening, when I was out tending to the horses. In between, in town, it was blowsy and cold.

Pete fixed the fence where the horses are chewing on wood by lifting a big heavy rock over the fence and moving it into place, where the horses are chewing on the wood. I ought not say horses. I should say Hrimmi.

It was warmer last month. I do not know when it will be spring for real. Maybe in May.

Another up and down day – Down – didn’t have much assistance at the hotel.

Up – worked with and had a long talk with our new board member.

Down – arrived late at the Palmer Chamber of Commerce luncheon. Listened to some fellow yammer about the benefits of AI, of which I see none.

Ryder and Shadow

Up – hung out with my friend Cathy, the BLBP artist in residence, across the street, in the former Carquest building. We had lengthy and intense discussions as we drank our beverages.

Tomorrow we will meet again and do artwork. Something, of course, to look forward to.

Down – someone dropped off several plastic bags full of books. It’s easier to deal with books that are in boxes.

Up – we are going to participate in a children’s elocution contest at the local elementary school next week. Elocution – the children will be reciting memorized poems.

Down—NO goat baby. This is looking less and less likely.

Up – where you go when you can’t go down.

Down – where you go when you can’t go up.

The current political situation has near everyone that I’ve met feeling depressed, angry, and down in that order. The uncertainty of not knowing what’s going to happen and being unable to do anything about it weighs heavy on my soul. Well, I am doing something about it. I am continuing to get books into the hands of appreciative readers.

The appreciative readers remain appreciative. This is all I ask, although a paycheck would make me appreciative. This day may be coming. Good things continue to happen – if good things were not happening, I would most certainly throw in the towel.

I did throw in the towel, into a bag, and went swimming. I noted that the Palmer Pool bookcase needs more books, but I didn’t have enough on hand.

Having a vision is like having an albatross around one’s neck. Like relationships, you can’t live with it, and you can’t live without it.

Then there’s also the volcano. Mt. Spur could blow any time. It could blow in the morning, and it could blow at night. I would really like to use this as a legitimate cause for concern.

True happiness only occurs when one is living in the moment.

Next: 99. 4/10/25: Envisioning a Vision