Routine

Huge wood chip piles come and go on the bay. Loaded from ships, loaded onto ships. Pile grows, pile shrinks. On and on it goes, giving a sense of routine and normalcy.

Another norm is the midweek time crunch. Adding eye drops for Mother C 4x a day has limited my blip time even more, so I miss the fellowship of leaving comments and browsing your journals mid week. Perhaps the old normal will return soon. Enjoy your Friday, everyone!!