Today I met the deadline for this round of revisions. I just emailed it to my editor and agent. Feels so very marvellous to send it away– off my desk(top), the weight lifted from my shoulders, and the breath is lighter, sweeter.

It snowed all last night and great heavy white mounds cover the ground. Now begins a faint drizzle of rain. Unperturbed, a chickadee cries, Peee-hoooo. Peee-hoooo.

Daughter has been ill this week, and we watched all of Samura Champloo. Onto Cowboy Beebop by the same artist.

Tomorrow the writing of a key-note, and notes for university talks in Taiwan. But today, the chickadees, the slow melting of snow by rain.