Nothing poetic in me today. I was up until 3:30 painting and then was too wired to go to sleep.

Today I slept until noon, well 1. Ate my lunch/breakfast. Took a tour of the mansion (it is closed in the winter due to cost of heating. It is incredible. Al lead paned glass and hand carved woodwork and cool bathtubs and sinks.

Then I took a doze- sort of like a nap, but upright in a chair with a book partially open in my lap, coming in and out of consciousness listening to the wind rise and watching the light fade with the day. Then I did yoga with Brigdhe, a screenwriter. Now I smell food. Check out the fishies – fish rock, fruit sucks!