Notes from the Way

21 weeks...
Twelve years ago I was 85 lbs.  Exactly 8 years ago I was 78.  I remember 82, but as David reminds me, that was weeks before I stopped being able to read the scale, when the physicians next door would just peek in every couple of days to take my vitals.

From my seat now, above the woods, I can count 78 boats on the lake.  It’s a lot.  A larger number than it sounds. I saw a 13 year old at the airport yesterday, about  my height.  She had to be about 78 pounds.  She looked vibrant, vital.  In the same way  a lanky 5’ stalk of corn looks on it’s way up to 8.  Of course, I don't have the energy of a seedling.  But I'm storing one.

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