January lays me out. In Nashville we get a few bright days, but mostly the skies are overcast, and darkness still comes too early for me. We do too much sitting and looking at screens. It's too cold to do much outdoors. And the sedentariness has been made worse with omicron COVID tearing through town, so that I avoid my usual indoor haunts, like the gym and the stupidly crowded nightclubs. But I still somehow talked myself into getting on an airplane to go a-visiting. I know, I know...there is all kinds of denial happening in that choice. But I had to go. To shake the drearies. So, I dashed off for a few sunny days in Tucson with friends Claudia & Bruce, then high-tailed it to the sunny (and cold, but still warmer than Nashville) arid cusp of the High Sierra in Reno to visit sister Amy, leaving John to tend the dogs and other household doings. I've managed to get some little bit of work done on cancer-advocacy projects, about which I'll say more when the things are actually finished and up and running.
So, not much news at the moment, other than to say sometimes one needs a break from the dullness of winter, though I'd hate to admit my snowbirdism when I already, technically, live in the American South! February is nigh, with a Nashville spring not far behind. This week I'm back to work in a busier way, grateful for this hiatus which took me to a rock/gem show (outdoors under tents) in Tucson and along the Truckee River in Reno. I'm still floating on December's good scan news, and keep thoughts of April scans pushed back in the darker crevices of thought so as to stay focused on these happy bright days in the west.
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| Tucson Rocks & Gems |
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| Truckee River Looking West |
