
Since we began running last week, we decided to move the treadmill from the barn into the house. (Sorry, bats.) Don's weights and bench, up from the basement, will share the new fitness room with Ms. Alliance Treadmill.
Even though it's work to reorganize and lug books upstairs, it's nice to reconnect with favorite books, find ones that were "missing" and recapture space for our goal of regular exercise.
Thank you, Jane Kenyon, for your sad but brilliant poem rediscovered: "Having it Out With Melancholy."


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