A lingering in bed, keep snoozing alarm. But I want to swim and finally rise in time to have my morning rituals. A lovely swim. A sweet, short walk in the wet wet wetlands with Charlie. The bench is in the brook; the river is wide with a current; the brook has overflowed. No ice. No snow. Warmth in the air. A wintry warmth. I meet with my poetry friends, we share poems, and they see what I’m doing with the poem I revised last night and it’s working. A special part of the day, playing with blocks and tractors with the special one. And stopping by my dear friend’s house tonight to say goodbye before traveling and bring some treats. Our ritual over many years; a personal goodbye before a special departure. I bring her popcorn and brownies and flowers. Oh! A box was delivered to me today full of Ukrainian goodies! A beautiful fabric, candies, pins, an embroidered shoulder bag and lovely letter from two members of my support group. What an unexpected and treasured surprise. I will carry the bag with me on my trip. So touching, to feel this appreciation.