Took it easy this morning. Rolled out of bed after seven, brewed some coffee and sat out on the front porch watching the world go by.
Did a little late morning writing, then headed off to the gym for the best workout I’ve had all week.
Went for a mid-afternoon walk when I got home. Another beautiful day. Cold front hasn’t moved in yet, but our luck’s supposed to run out tonight.
Enjoyed the new Tom McGuane story in this week’s New Yorker. Nice piece with a very relatable theme. Made me think about my mom.