I am amazed how the computer, which was supposed to make things so much more streamlined and easier, is exacting HUGE dues in terms of my time. And these days, it all comes with the added weight of The News, which is not often good, these days.
Still, I made it out to the park and the lake to walk, on this beautiful day. I did laundry, and will restore the guest room for the next guest.
The season naturally turns me inward to the work of the month of Elul, sliding towards the new year: all I have failed to do or have done badly; apologies I owe. The voice up inside my head says: "Don't forget: being too hard on yourself blinds you to the real stuff."
I am grateful for the beauty of today.