Fall Harvest Moon
A week plus past the operation and I feel almost no residual effect. I’ve been lying low, slowing down and it felt good until yesterday, now I’m beginning to get that itch to put myself back in the harness.
I like that feeling because it means I’m still kickin’.
In particular. Garden. Bees. Latin. Missing. Week 3 of the Mythology class.
There is, too, that tour this week. An Artist’s Choices tour for 5th graders. That means, take’em to see whatever you think will keep their attention. I’ll be glad to be back at the museum. It’s been awhile and stuff’s been happening. (john william waterhouse ulysses and the siren)
