Mostly I worked on film today, in SandRock.

I got a cat video up because I had access to footage of the six beauties currently residing permanently or temporarily within the official confines of my 1400 square feet.

More importantly, I went down to the pocket park where I made my fateful decision last year, and shot a few attempts at trying to explain what I’m doing here at all. That single crummy park bench is … central to my story, a turning point for how I think and live.

I suppose you’ll see fragments of why, soon.

It’s been a messy trip full of social and other obliging, like the Thursday dental, the Monday light medical when I next wake, and another appointment for the old car Tuesday. After that I can get to work on the rooftop tent, and start to think about heading back to the cienaga for a time. After a slight chance of precip here Wednesday, translating into an even slighter chance there Thursday, the long-range forecast is for nothing more menacing than clouds for some time.

I believe that’ll suit my needs just fine, and may it be so.