Now that the dreadful taxes are done, and other craziness has abated, perhaps I can get back into a regular schedule. Maybe work out once in a while. Spend time reading. Dream about things I would plant or do to the landscaping this spring and summer if I had any money to do them. For now, I will try to finish Annie Proulx’s Bird Cloud: A Memoir, which is overdue at the library. A start.