I'll likely be out of the blogosphere the next few days; I'm attending our biennial statewide fisheries employees meeting. It's kind of nice to see what others are up to around the state, and there is talk of a music jam after hours...nuff said!
I took the day off work today, because Starflower had been running a fever all weekend and still wasn't up to going to school. Well, really, I wasn't feeling all that good myself. Sunday it was so balmy out I practically spent the day outside, first clearing a good amount of snow off the pond, then skating. I kept eyeing the snow I had left behind, but it would have been a lot of work for adding a few feet of width to the already ample skating area. As it turns out, I had already overtaxed my muscles to the point of severe day-after pain. But that wasn't all. While skating, I attempted to execute a two-foot spin, which I've done a zillion times; I'm even working on a one foot version now. But for some inexplicable reason, both my skates suddenly slid out to one side and I ended up crashing to the ice, with the full impact on my left hip. I immediately ascertained that I was okay, nothing broken, but I also knew that there was future pain to be felt. I was right. Amazingly, a lot of it was in my neck; apparently my neck muscles, in order to protect my head, contracted violently. They did the job, but I'm left with the after effects. This would have been nothing twenty years ago!
Dream mandala update: One more sighting last night. But I wonder if all my pondering of the first dream may have reinforced the image enough that it had a greater chance of showing up. I love that ten minutes or so when I'm waking up, trying to make sense of what I've seen internally.
The male pine grosbeak made a brief appearance again today, not nearly as long as I would have liked.
Ever notice how, as the days get longer, the twilight lingers for a longer time as well? When the sun sets on winter solstice, it is dark almost immediately. Now I can go out nearly an hour after sunset and still see a light in the western sky. The thermometer may not agree, but dark winter is losing its grip.