I spent much of the day with my friend Ron Dotson.  We had a great time.

I’m too tired tonight. I’ll take photos tomorrow. I took more lessons about digital editing. I’m signing up to do a weekly column on Substack. The blog will always be free, but this column—about Aging Gracefully—will be a paid subscription only.

I’ll be able to offer signup details later. I have to figure out some things and other things.

My writing, pictures, and thinking are all free and will remain that way, but I would like a new revenue source that pays something for my work.  I know a lot about getting older. Details to come. It will be an essay on what I have learned and experienced about getting older, and I want to share it. I have no idea what to charge.

 

Ian came to finish shearing the three sheep that needed it. It went well, and it was done before it started to get cold. There was plenty of wool left after shearing.

 

Ian had a new look, shorn himself. I said he looked like the star in a Hollywood movie about Ireland. We postponed chess until next week.

 

At Dusk, the sky changed every few minutes. I couldn’t take my eyes off it.