Today

Looks wet, an hour past sunrise already. Today's the day I load the shovel into the car and drive up highway 10 a ways. Can't say too much about it yet, except that the same thing happened one hundred years ago, minus the car (I doubt there was a highway either, and I wasn't the one digging). No point in hitting the road until 8, but I was lying in bed, beginning to work on the piece--oops, that's a hint--so I might as well get up . . .