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Item #16

So, first thing this dark and drizzly Saturday morning I sat down and made a to-do list. I just finished and there are 19 items, most of which will take thirty minutes or so at least. Roughly ten hours of work, but let's detail it more.

I need to write an email to my friend D., responding to her email from earlier in the week. Then I have to finalize copy for five pages on the agency's web site, paste that copy into the content management system and format it, adding some graphics that I also need to create.

In fact, most of the rest of the to-do list is graphic design, both photoshop and illustrator, creating images for both the site and also for presentation materials, which I need for a meeting on Monday morning with a potential client.

I can hear my Mother's voice in the back of my mind..."get working!"

OK!

Item #16 is now complete.

Budding

Moving along... clicking away.

Back to Normal

Finally spring arrived a couple of days ago, and Mark returned from Germany last night, so a certain level of normalcy has returned. I was starting to get a little goofy from being alone with just Luigi for three weeks. Friends, family, and taking meetings for the new agency filled the days, but not nearly enough.

Visiting Quackers

Just like the spring of 2004 the same couple of mallard ducks have been hanging around the pool nibbling on the algae and tormenting Luigi.

I managed to grab the camera just before they took off yesterday.

Alone in the wind

As I sit here in Ontario with the winds raging and snow flying not far away, Mark sends these pictures from Germany. He has been gone for more than two weeks now. Luigi and I have worked out our routine, but I still feel guilty if I leave him alone more than four or five hours.

Work proceeds on the agency as we get ready for our first set of meetings with potential clients. On some days the energy, the conversations and the meetings leave my mind racing with the possibilities. Everything is at my fingertips and seems right on track.

And then there are the odd days with how-can-i-do-this-all-by-myself overwhelming moments. But there are less and less of those....

It is just like this endless winter weather being elbowed out of the picture by the inevitable spring blooms.

Sunday in the Park with Canines

The image above is not black and white. My camera was set for full color.

That's the only colors you have in this shot of Easter morning on the lake during a holiday weekend when the weather has been a constant loop of snow, sun, melt, snow, sun, melt, snow, sun, melt. It has been like being in a snow globe taken in and out of the greenhouse for the past three days.

Queenie took serious interest in the two geese commandeering the jetty jutting out into the lake. They hissed back at her barks and lunges towards them.

We left before an incident could happen... Easter morning and everything. You don't want a dead goose in the trunk as you pass the crowds coming out of church. It just screams "heathen".

Easter Cactus

It seems as if I am three months late for everything all at once. And so is this Christmas Cactus... blooming at Easter.

Peace and Quiet

It has been almost a week since Mark left for Europe. For years now it was me who traveled, leaving Luigi and him alone for up to a week at a time, but this time it is my turn to stay home alone.

The morning after he left my first reaction in the morning was how quiet it was in the house. No clickety-clak of email responses first thing in the morning. But now, almost a full week, I am in full on "missing mode".

Sappy, for sure. But I can't imagine it any other way.