stick a fork in it.  the migration has come to a (non)ceremonious close.  oh, there may be a couple of stragglers, but my idle time spent in mindless contemplation is more important than them.

now, it’s time to watch hockey and curling.  oh wait…i don’t have tv. 

i am moving forward.  still confused and a bit ambivalent.  i need to start doing drugs.  or something.

i know…i’ll ski.  yes, that should do it nicely. 

i’ve had a red-bellied woodpecker at my house for the last couple of weeks.  she’s a noisy girl.  so far, the “native” peckers don’t seem to mind her fine self.  

melancholy.  still.

it probably shows.