A quiet morning

This morning I am sitting in the dining room looking out the window toward the bay and seeing nothing. The fog is thick enough that I can barely see a bit of the Berkeley Marina but certainly nothing of the water, bridges or city. In fact, if there weren’t still lights on at 0745 in the morning, the Marina would be invisible at well.

Mostly at this time of the morning I have been up for a couple of hours and am midway through an 0715 exercise class. This morning I was feeling a bit crunchy and am electing a nice long soak in the hot tub as an alternative. There is always coffee which is helping tremendously.

Meanwhile – Noah grabbed the mail –

Overnight service

Overnight service

 

and I have my Visa for India effectively in a week. It is good till 2026. My passport will need to be replaced in 2021 – but more likely next year as I am running out of pages….

and the visa, which took me a few minutes to find.

and the visa, which took me a few minutes to find.

 

Which means I need to finish out my planning, making sure that I have somewhere to stay every night and certainly a way to get between Nepal and Delhi.

Otherwise – a slight bit more progress on a “Dance at Bougival”

As reminder - 44x132 with only 74 colours.

As reminder – 44×132 with only 74 colours.

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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1 Response to A quiet morning

  1. Vera says:

    When are you heading for India? I am jealous.

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