I’ve lashed myself to the mast over things this week: health, entertainment of guests, home and hearth duties and, again, work. Things will get done, still be kind of a drag and eventually pay off: that’s what I keep telling myself. There’s non-alcoholic bubbly in it for me too.

A solid gray band, well, as solid as it can be given what it is, of clouds above a low winter afternoon sun shining softly through a scrim of thinner, fainter clouds Thursday, January 12, 2023 in San Pablo, California.

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