MY DAY

Heather and I let Sunday begin slowly…

Walking with Heather and Mae became a small coffee-shop adventure. Tandem was closed, so we headed up Fox St. to Washington Ave.

We landed at Moonday and sat outside on the yellow metal benches—coffee in hand, nowhere else we needed to be.

Back home, I tidied the house until the rooms—and my head—felt a little clearer.

Then I settled into my projects, untangling systems and pushing a few stubborn ideas forward.

At Orange Bike, a pint turned into a good BHP conversation with Madison and Liz—and a possible connection to CATT.

Home again, I worked a little longer, then let the day close by finally finishing Pig.