Tomorrow Maine crosses the line, we enter more light than dark during a 24 hour period, day.
How fitting to have an ablution ushering in the shift.
I’m taking Monday off to run errands at the town office, post office and a variety of other things. The routine is settling in
True shift, professionally, begins once I’m out in the field on my own. Awaiting my temporary permit from the state. Bureaucracy moves at its own pace…
