The storm is just starting. Rosie came out with me to chase a ball and is eager. She’s not quite herself yet, but feeling better, eating more. We are trying to take it easy, not simple. The new, simpler era is no longer a political notion for me, but something that begins at home, in the house, with the farm, in the market, with my credit cards. It isn’t just a question of managing money, although that is important, but of managing an easier, less stressful, more meaningful life. A good way for me to ride out the storm is to be thinking and writing about that, and hope my satellite works. Running around with the camera.