The morning after a big snow storm when the sun comes out, it is a pretty magical light. On my rounds to pick up rolls at the Amish store, this buggy was coming or going. Maybe it's the hill and the sky behind it, but I really like the picture. And at home the flocking around our garden shed was intense. After book group swaps and recommendations, I read a current thriller called To Kill The President by Sam Bourne and am reading Octavia Butler's Parable of the Sower in conjunction with Adrienne Maree Brown's Emergent Strategy. Thrillers are neither good or bad, but they are fun, and this one was like a short extrapolation from the current news. Emergence is defined as "the way complex systems and patterns arise out of a multiplicity of relatively simple interactions." Wikipedia: "For instance, the phenomenon of life as studied in biology is an emergent property of chemistry, and psychological phenomena emerge from the neurobiological phenomena of living things."
Music and Lunch on Saturdays is a thing. Last Saturday, Amy Kerscmar played Celtic harp. The sound of it filled up the room and all the tables were taken. She liked the acoustics and said the wooden floor resonated the bass notes. Later that day we did our first tea-tasting party as a shower for someone.