Winter Settling Moon
Tom and I got here a week ago tonight; Kate followed the next day. A week, almost. The events of the unloading are already stories, no longer present, far overwhelmed by the settling tasks.
The pace is, both by altitude and attitude, deliberate rather than hurried. Much like, as friend Bill Schmidt said, the pace elderhood takes as its mantle.
Off now to Rome. Adrian Goldsworthy’s Augustus is scholarly rather than dramatic, but it puts Augustus in his time and place. Well worth reading. I look forward to getting back to the Latin not long after the first of the year.