On one hopeful morning (an uneventful morning that didn't include shampooing a skunked devil dog ska: bear bait) I sawed and trimmed away at some branches and brush to make a clearing for myself on another part of property from whick I could get a slightly different sunrise vantage vtjar effort paid off this morning when the water was moving choppily and half of the sky from my dock was too heavily coated with clouds to let the light penetrate. I was hopeful when I cleared this spot. Hopeful that it would work out. Hopeful that I'd be able to make my way here through the forested end of our property in the darkness. Hopeful is going to get me back on eating exercise track. Also DECIDE. More on them later.
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