Today I walked down my steep woodland driveway, and took my poles, and wore my hiking boots. I am training to do the Camino de Santiago de Compostela. I thought of you when I saw all the drops of rain on the sparse manzanita under the redwoods--- like tiny iridescent Christmas ornaments. It is April. They say you are getting better. I send you a prayer and love, and the hope that you will have some fresh paper, just the right size, and a pen you like to hold. The rain all day yesterday made the land breathe wet breaths of clean oxygen today-- gorgeous and wonderful. I am so grateful to live in this amazing universe.