February 21, 2008 – Cold, sunny. Walked early, threw ball for poor Rose, who hasn’t herded sheep in months because of the ice. Much running around today.Waiting to start the Rose book. Have to move furniture for a Hospice family.  Have to shop. Get camera equipment. Want to call all of my friends today and thank them for existing. Like the poem says, Every Day Is A Good Day when you see a sunrise like this.