Friday, January 21

in the nick of time


The adult school booklet arrived in the mail today offering all kinds of classes, and I now have a sizeable list of local farms and musums to visit this spring gleaned from looking through the course descriptions. I've sorely needed this because every so very often I feel as if I've reached the limits of what I know, and I wonder if anything will ever be new and exciting again. But then something breezes through and gives me some fresh thoughts and I'm all recharged.

Whew.


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