The weather was warm--mid 70s. The park still had its winter face on--dead thistle and brown, tall grasses punctuated by the green cedars. I took pictures of plants, of flying giant crows, of the lake and clouds--perhaps some will become mail art postcards.
I visited the Princeton Flea Market, great prices, right in front of the trailer park, didn't buy anything. I mailed out two
copies of my book to ebay buyers. It's nearly time to write another.
I set up this livejournal this morning, and was frustrated when the system was down after I wrote the first draft of this.
We'll see if this one "takes".