Leaving at 6:20am on a cold Tuesday (21 degrees),
pre-dawn ridges almost with a desertic quality,
fog
on the
frost,
mystical
and
varied
light through Sonoma and
Marin -- the traffic is vastly more congenial than on a standard Monday (and even today, after the Martin Luther King holiday, which could have potentially bumped the energy forward).
There's time to swing around for
San Anselmic
errands (featuring greetings), before rendezvous'ing with Crystal and Stanley at the place,
heading up with them to the
open space,
taking the circuit out to Plateau Hill
and
back,
with
stimulating talk
under the
sun.
Reversing course through Marin,
Sonoma,
and
Solano -- the night was short, but, after a respite, back to more of the day's tasks, including pdf for Street Songs 38 and composition of page 7 Psalm 84.
