Let's not get ahead of ourselves with predictions. I'm refusing to my resolutions- time is invented after all, and January 1st is no different from December 31st. Except- it's a lovely time to go on a hike. We started the year with a short but steep hike up into the Bear Creek Redwoods. I don't advise trying to arrive after 9am. It's very close to San Jose, about as short a drive to the redwoods as you can get, so it gets crowded fast. But if you go early on the first of the year, you might get to see the ground steam in the sunlight as frost sublimates off of all the new green shoots. We also saw a steamy redwood.
I haven't been doing art a lot lately, in a focused way. We moved, so I'm slowly making the new place our new place. My studio has a floor now, but I'm still moving the second-hand furniture around, hoping it can make sense. I can easily see birds from my window (we are a floor higher now). Just today I saw what I think was a teenage house finch- super orange.
So life is a literal mess I'm cleaning up and letting myself move slow in January. This year just make your to-do list a little smaller and forget what you can forget. And try to see some of these dang mushrooms before it gets too hot. If your daily walk is getting boring in this Third Pandemic Year, try doing it backwards.
No, I'm not working on anything. !