Busy Times

I feel like a squirrel scurrying around trying to stockpile a stash for the winter.

Ahh, writing that made me sad just now. Writing about a squirrel reminded me that I lost my little buddy in the back yard and I don't have him to greet me now when I go out there. It was about a month ago or so that the little feller got hit while crossing the road. Broke my heart.

The reason I feel like a squirrel is because of the busy times these days. There's lots to get done before old man winter pokes it's nose around the corner and the days are getting shorter and shorter. I hurry to get out there as soon as I get home to make use of those few precious daylight hours. How quickly it's changing!

I had a bit of a break in-between clients today so I took advantage of it to walk down to the river again. It was beautiful, warm, sunny, calm, peaceful. Once I'm out there, it's so hard to make myself go back to the office. I could have spent the rest of the afternoon out there with no problem whatsoever.

Every now and then, if I stand in the right spot, I get to be tall

For a minute there I thought I found somebody's leg on the river bed.

They are announcing rain for the next 4 days. I sure as hell hope they're wrong. I'm not finished with the outside stuff. But, if it rains it might make me get down to the business of building the 15 hour course silly me accepted to give in a couple of weeks. Talk about creating situations to work under pressure. Build it and they will come, they say. I just have to convince myself I can build it then get down to business and do it!