It's summer. It's hard to be gloomy, whatever your circumstances, in this weather. We haven't seen clouds all week. It's chilly at dawn but with the ever-longer hours of sunlight, we have lovely afternoons and evenings.
This Super Bowl Sunday, our windows and doors are open. The backyard is covered with a carpet of clover. "You could probably find a four-leaf clover out there," my sardonic wit of a 12-year-old told me the other day, as we gazed out at the clover. He was, naturally, referring to the fact that I need to look for work.
I'm gonna plant some basil.
I'm gonna self-publish an e-book based on ten pieces that appeared here last fall ("The 3 E's").
And I'm gonna watch The Boss at halftime today.
President Obama just gave a great interview on NBC; how refreshing to hear his intelligence and humor and commitment all expressed in such an unfettered, articulate manner.
We have a great leader at the very moment our country has sunk to its lowest point in my lifetime. That's the main reason I'm feeling hopeful about the future.
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