My photography has helped me see the world in a new and different way. I never really paid much attention to the sky before; now, I am nearly obsessed with it.

I was drawn to how this single cloud, abandoned by her friends, hovered over this farm like a guardian angel. I call it a halo cloud.

I think halo clouds are angels that watch over us.

Today is Friday again, and a weekend looms.

I got sick last night and was up for much of the night. I have my photo editing class with Andrew this morning, and I don’t want to miss that.

I might have to get in bed for a while after that. I’ll see.

I did manage to have some rice puffs for breakfast. It’s gloomy this morning, cold and raining.

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The last few weeks brought an ugly series of attacks from a group I learned did not like what I wrote about Donald Trump last year.

I figured something like that was happening, the attacks were all similar and vicious in the same way.

I had my blog designers block the site, and the attacks stopped. Sorry, you had to see some of that, I think it will always happen, but less so now.

I started to recognize the themes – I was a liar, I refuse to admit mistakes, I exploit the elderly and refugee children to make money (they haven’t seen my tax returns!), etc.

They all sounded alike.

Hate messages are different from disagreements. They stand out.

There will always be some, this is America in 2022, but these were clearly orchestrated, and they began towards the end of the 2020 election.

The messages have stopped.

My daughter Emma made reservations in a beautiful Airbnb house along the Hudson River in late May. I’m looking forward to it.

I haven’t seen her or my granddaughter Robin for three years due to the pandemic; they live in Brooklyn.

We’re going to spend a couple of days together. I’m taking Emma and Robin on a boat ride up the Hudson River.

Emma and I talk all the time, we have stayed connected during this time – it was rough in New York City, but I do miss seeing her and look forward to spending time with her and Robin.

Maria and I are also heading to the ocean for three or four days in late April. We need a vacation; we are working happily but hard. I’ve got a rich stack of books for a holiday, but I hope to polish some of them off before that.

I have to get ready for my class. More later. I might not be able to do a photo journal today, but I will blog, of course.