Another gorgeous day

Wow, truly I would never have guessed that my first winter back in Maine could ever have been so warm and delightful.  I went for a walk this morning in the sunshine and have enjoyed reading the paper and a book in a pool of sunshine at the library and at home.  Tonight I am off to a short film festival and then am going bald eagle spotting tomorrow morning.  I have found another interesting job to apply for, this one in Portland.  I am resigned to the fact that it is more than likely I won't be working and living locally.  I'm going house hunting early next week in Rockland just for fun and to show the universe the right direction to apply some energy.  I'm realizing as I continue to write to this blog that it allows me to reflect philosophically when I walk, run and potter about - it is then that I craft more existential blog posts.  By the time I face a computer screen, I have reduced my thinking to the current situation and also, I haven't gotten used to the notion of posting my diary entries to the world at large.  That is what I've always felt blogging is unless the topic is specific.  Of course many blogs are - targeting someone's skill set with nutrition, yoga, goldfish.  I could do some commentary on philanthropy and may one day.  Right now, I am still just getting the hang of this and enjoy the musings in my mind through the day.  Sorry you are missing them.  I am missing friends to chatter with over a beer and this simply isn't the next best thing.  Hmmm.  Time to go.