Day 73

March 14, 2022

Muskratville

Margo and I met to write at a coffee house and just zeroed in on our own personal writing projects.  Felt good. Wrote for 2 hours.  

Then I went for a short ride and the muskrat family was playing out in the front of the rookery.  It was 51 when I got there and partly cloudy, but really springlike.  It's almost a year since the herons arrived last year.  I thought I saw them, but it was a mirage.  "Just a mirage."

Rehearsal tonight was a little harder, but I think very useful.  Tomorrow I will send out a long e mail to everyone.  

I need to go to sleep.