Believe it or not, I went for a run yesterday. The weather was so nice and the gym is closed for the holiday weekend. I forgot taht one of the things I loved about going out for a run was that I paid attention to everything around me, creating little word poems for myself to gather the little moments like seeing these crocuses or the little boy that was holding a y-shaped branch that was double his height or the silver squirrel sitting defiantly on top of the school's garbage bin. It's good for me in many ways - though my hip joints don't quite agree.
Michelle told me how she made a churn-free ice cream with only a few ingredients so I made a berry version today. Did house cleaning and then mostly rested. We keep going from rain to brief moments of sunshine and that barometric pressure change is playing basketball with my brain.