Tuesday Morning

The fog is here again, thick and swirling, muffling the sounds and concerns of the outside world. It cacoons the world, in a way, holding it close in its damp embrace, filtering out sunlight, cooling the temperature, slowing things down.

There are no big events going on right now, no dramas being played out. Simply laying out the groundwork and planning for events and ambitions for later this year. Building a foundation so often looks like thankless work--grunt work--but though not glamorous it allows the loftiest of spires to rise up. That's what I'm looking for with what I'm doing.