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First Tastes of Freedom

                As much fun as the contemplations of the past several blog posts have been (and I do mean fun - I enjoy the contemplation even if the best contemplations take place while enduring life's challenges) I must report that it took roughly four days to begin to enjoy some pieces of my new life. I had started doing plastic canvas again in order to solve some storage problems. I've completed 2 drawer organizers, a calligraphy pen box, and a box to keep CDs in. Those were all tasks on which I worked. Tonight, I finished a tissue box cover that I plan to donate to my church for our annual Holiday Blessings program. It didn't feel like a task. It was fun. 

                I have been working my way back toward doing some respectable distance in walking.  I've been trying to get 3 miles in each day, but work got in the way. For the past 3 days, Grace and I officially got in 4.5 miles per day. Unofficially it was a little further as we walked back and forth near a ball to work on "Leave It!" I should get a pedometer. I can't say that walking is exactly fun, but I am glad to be able to do it.

                On Wednesday night, I pulled out Storyteller. It's been quite a while since I read more than the first couple chapters. It's abundantly clear that revisions need to be done, but I read the first 7 chapters and I didn't want to throw the whole thing in the trash. To paraphrase a song about which I've complained it looks good, and I must say I'm amazed.

                In Thursday's newspaper, Dad and I found three bits of interest for me. First, there was a lecture Thursday night about which a friend (thank you, Sara!) told me several weeks ago: "Eugenics Meets Modern Biotechnology." I know, not something that would get most people's hearts racing, but mine is singing, "A lecture...a lecture...and...I...got...to...GO!" I learned about a new and "revolutionary" method if gene editing that is being accompanied by a perspective that I think is far too naïve.

                Also in the paper, notice that on Friday afternoon, the Iroquois Avenue Branch library would hold a Poetry Reading. I attended, along with two people who use poetry to battle their demons. The important thing is that

                I went,

                                and I read

                                                my poetry

                                                                to strangers.

                And they did not laugh

                                or swear

                                                or cringe

                                                                or tell me to hang my head in shame.

                I guess it sounded good, and I must say, I'm amazed.

                The third item in the paper was an article about the lunar eclipse tonight. When I was working, I didn't feel free to indulge myself with watching the dancing of the stars and planets. Tonight is a pas de trois. I watched the moonrise. I went back out and watched what I could of the moon being eclipsed, until the clouds got in the way. I took lots of pictures and a few aren't too bad. It's been a long time since I felt free to do something like that.

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