Spending time with family is food for the soul. I spent a good deal of time with my dad (he lives in my building, ha).

First spring visit to the market: fresh asparagus, coffee outside, a site visit to our paint crew, then an early dinner in the river valley.

Scheduled cleaning of my house forever eludes me. A light cleaning rhythm throughout the week would probably change everything — better space, better state of mind.

It’s holiday Monday. I envisioned a slow morning: coffee, light work, yoga... but that all got flipped on its side. So hello anxiety — just a touch, but enough to piss me off.

It’s never truly quiet in the city — or anywhere, is it? The hum of the fridge, the tapping of fingers on a keyboard, the sound of cars whizzing by.

We tuck the ones we love into the pockets we have in our heart.

Walking is essential. And a smile — truly — lifts our spirits and others.