Lost the morning in the Satisfactory “just one more thing” haze.

Talked about Satisfactory, Ani DiFranco, and Cassio Ferreira’s Handyman series.

Ani DiFranco’s Dilate was my album today. Talked about Satisfactory, the Handyman series, and the Cat as I stumbled along

Cold and cloudy with a little wind. Very dreary morning.

Talked about progress with the Cat, Satisfactory, and Starwick Seal.

Chilly morning. More keeping with the season. I overdressed for the back half and should have known better.

Talked about working on the manuscript (yes, I got it back), playing Satisfactory, and reading Starwick Seal.

I was in a bit of Kate Bush mood this morning and listened to Hounds of Love. Some interesting music. Not what I remembered of this album. I found it easy to think “It’s all just a dream” while walking along and watching the landscape crawling by as if I were just the camera taking the pictures.

Talked about the album, Miles Phoenix’s Lighting War series, and Satisfactory (of course). Some artifacts because I forgot to turn off wireless, bluetooth, and phone connectivity. Sorry about that.

Like “morning somewhere” late. I lost the morning to Satisfactory.

Talked about it, about Miles Phoenix’s Lightning War book 5, and Mary Spender‘s recent missive about listening differently.

Along with a bit of Chatfield’s Restarting the Apocalypse and some yellow willows.

Another 60 degree day. This isn’t the November I expected. We usually have snow on the ground by mid October. It doesn’t last but it’s there. This year? Nada.

Talked a lot about Satisfactory, a bit about Restarting the Apocalypse, and some about the stuff I need to get done today so it stops taking up headspace.

A 70F morning was not on my bingo card. Glad for the clouds or it might have still been too hot.

Talked about Restarting the Apocalypse, Satisfactory (of course), and bread baking, among other rambles.

Apparently I got in 5,000 steps this morning. It’s no wonder I’m dragging. Too many balls in the air this morning.

Talked Satisfactory, Chatfield, and the really lovely morning that gained 10 degrees in just the first half of the walk. In November. Sheesh.