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Did I tell you Robert deployed for early season work in the southeast a couple of weeks ago?  I probably failed to mention that, and a thousand other things.  When he is away, I tend to fall head over heels into work.  I had an explicit text from him last night that simply stated, “You are a crazy hard worker.  Please take a day off.  That’s an order.”  Days off work don’t really exist for me.  A more accurate phrase would be “taking a day out of the studio” — which is what I am up to today.

It’s frightfully springy-stormy this morning with clumsy splatterings of rains and high winds whipping at the house and wind chimes — the perfect kind of day to hike up a mountain and find a little shelter from the elements in a nest of lichen, fir and stone.  I am packing my bag with tea, water, camera, sketchbook and a sundry of snacks to sustain me while I’m gladly wandering.  It’s going to be such a beautiful afternoon and evening out there.  I can feel it in my bones.

Which reminds me, did you all see the full moon rising the other day?  I was out running on the mountain with the dogs in the early evening when I saw it push up over the snowy peaks of the Pebble Range into a pure blue sky and weigh anchor in the sagebrush — perfectly round and golden.  I felt that moonrise in my bones, too.  Oh, did I feel it.

Have a delightful monday, you little wildlings.  I will too!
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