Fragments From Floyd

One picture will have to take the place of my thousand morning words. I've agreed to work a Thursday to take the place of my usual Friday: the clniic will be closed for Good Friday. So what's this? I'm working two days out of three? I feel the tug of current that is the fast lane, and I won't go there willingly. For me, going back to serene images like this one is a good way to remember to move efficiently but without hurry, in a slow state of mind through the demands of a busy day. [click for larger image]