Turning of the Season

Noting the coming of spring, despite our recent dump of 15 or so inches of snow, the turkey vultures have arrived back in town, right on schedule.  Well, not my local vultures yet, at least not that I’ve seen.  But over the Pine Bush in Albany, head gleaming in the not-so-warm spring sun…. Spring has arrived via some very large wings.

Another sure sign of spring?  The arrival of peeps in the shared food pile at work.  Sugar rush here we come.

What else is going on?  Lvl 65 mage-ness continues. One WoW friend has hit the big seven-oh and we are discussing how to do good in the World.  Personally, I’m going to outreach to every developing mage that I can, if they ask a question, if I see them out there etc.  Share info, chat up what’s happening, where to go, offer assistance.  I’ve started out by not just chatting but offering free lifts to pick up portals when they hit the right level.  Exciting to get and fun to do.

Meanwhile I’ve become an efficient, ruthless killing machine because of extended periods of leather-gathering.  What a difference practicing makes when it comes to actual, less predictable situations.  Like all things, and as I’ve long said about machine quilting (look!  a quilting reference!), practice makes the skill a part of you, not something you have to think about each time you do it. Less start up time if you have a down-time.

This is even true in my bread-making realm:  what started out as a life-threatening encounter with super-sticky wet rye dough turns, over time, into no big deal, slap that dough around without any problem and live to walk away with pretty un-sticky hands.

All good.  All good.
So get out there and do some more of what you enjoy! It’s good for you!

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