Indoors, I practiced the presentation for tomorrow and seem to have it smoothed out and down to a manageable time. I battled with a website that refuses to recognize my email address when I have been an organization member since 1998 and the e-mail address has not changed over that time period. Just plain weird. A message has been sent off for assistance and I should hear back in a couple of days. I just want to pay the annual membership fees, so I'm sure I'll get things straightened out <smile>.
In many ways today felt like a day off. There was one planned meeting by telephone and the rest of the day was mine. Interesting that not having a heap of meetings felt so freeing. I've felt like I was working full time when I am really retired with plans to work a couple of days a week. Tomorrow will be a very full day with the conference beginning and my participation in two sessions and listening in on another. I am excited to see how this new format for gathering together functions. I have four virtual events tomorrow and each is on a different platform. Who'd have thought? <grin> Becoming an expert, I am. <giggle>
While pulling up tiny trees today, I thought of a song about the loss of a much larger tree. The song has a strong Celtic sound and is sung here by a Canadian artist. Stay safe. Enjoy!
Bonny Portmore -- Loreena McKennett
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