Before the day starts, we finish what we started yesterday. The proverbial question: What Next? And it may seem like we are seriously considering the demise of lately departed, we are in fact figuring how to breathe more life into the piece. One of my favorite times.
It must be that my level of fantastic is low. I am able to love any landscape regardless of how thrilling or important it is. So, the bus ride from Reno to Tahoe's retreat where I'll be teaching can be as exciting as all get out. Just the texture of the pines, the grit of the earth, the color of the sage brush. It's swell.
