Oh, My

Imbolc                                                                      Valentine Moon

Up at 7:00 am.  Crack of dawn at this time of year and a good hour before I normally unfurl myself.  So a little groggy.

Breakfast with Mark Odegard at Keys.  More feedback on Missing.  Very helpful stuff.  He’s doing some archival work as a volunteer at the American Refugee Committee.  Sounds like a really good fit for him.

Back home for Latin.  I’m getting called out less and less by Greg.  We translate at times as colleagues, at other times as teacher and student.  I’m getting better.