Moby has been assiduously bird watching this morning. The birdseed has been attracting them lately, usually when it's raining, and Moby is hiding in the closet. Today, there is a confluence of sun and birds and cat. Of course, as soon as he gets close, they flit off. He seems to be enjoying the game.
My stress test passed, the exhaustion of Monday has not lingered past a good night of sleep and a late morning. When I've been down, the sense that I will never feel better again accretes. When D broke his elbow, he struggled with the pain, as much because it began to seem endless and relentless.
The breeze shifts through. Sun peeping through promising clouds.