Self-Help

Coming home, the horizon was red and crooked. Venus was so bright, that when the sun set, I could almost feel Earth glow blue back at it.

Such a small day for feeling it.  And glad to be home.  Finally.

Though it's starting to feel less like home some days...
                            winter will do this to a squirrel.

I should stop looking at old photos and write something.
                       I have yet to make resolutions.