July 22, 2022
Too much posting after 3 a.m. this week, and I’m going to go to bed and see if I can catch up.
I love that this bridge exists in the twenty-first century. It always makes me imagine I'm paddling about 150 years back in time, and that just on the other side of this bridge there will be piles of sawdust, teams of horses pulling wagons stacked with logs, and the old mill, still sawing wood.
Drifting to a dreamy place seems like an excellent image for tonight.
I'll see you tomorrow.
It always makes me feel tearful when I read the love-notes to you when you take a night off. Even then you always leave us a gift--this time a lovely bridge and a fantasy about another time. I suspect it is a relief to read these well-wishes and grateful notes from people who love you. I am one of this crowd, and wish you a peaceful and restorative night.
"Too much posting after 3 a.m. this week, and I’m going to go to bed and see if I can catch up."
Thank you, Dr. Cox Richardson, for your amazing contribution and the hard work that takes. I'm glad you're caring for yourself while running this marathon.