I wrote all day, because there’s interesting stuff afoot. It’s not every day that roofs get blown off houses, and duchesses start a career.

I went for a walk and got my hip to behave itself for the first time in months. I also had a conversation with Cousin It.

I do better when I motivate myself to meditate, before getting hung up on anything. It is amazingly still and silent out here at times.

I went for a walk and rustled up a jackrabbit. Then I found a book about dreaming in Wyoming, and now I want to go there.

We normally hear coyotes in the evening, but this morning they were howling at dawn. The noise always sounds like it’s right out of our window, but we seldom see them.

Because there is a sign here, I took a photograph of it. I also played peek-a-boo with a desert hamster.

I went out for a walk and met a hawk. I also found mud. It wanted to be my friend.

The coyote that crossed the road this morning was probably relocating away from hunters, but I’d put my bets on the coyote. I could almost see it rolling its eyes.

Facebook is bringing in a new format that won’t work well with slow Internet connections. In other news, I forwent a nickel so some ants didn’t have to be homeless.