And what a day it became!
I drove to Westport and walked about, sort-of window-shopping until I gave up looking for spring jackets. While there I thought about these mangled and shaky new dramatic ideas I need to solidify and execute starting tonight. More on that soon.
Before that I went on a walk down to Cranbury Elementary and beyond, listening to the Velvet Underground and Nick Drake and a repeat hearing of a Forrest sermon.
Now I'm sitting on the deck, looking out into the garden. I didn't know the wireless would travel this far, and the lighting is not ideal--- I only have a vague image of what I'm typing now--- but this is a magnificient gift.