I realize just how special this place is now when I am here, which isn’t as often as I would like. Took a day off today, sort of. Sort of is the best that I can do. Now thinking that because it was Colony Days, I should have been a presence in the former banquet room of the historic Eagle Hotel. Win a few, lose a lot.

I did work on the book, late last night and early this morning. Last night was difficult. But it was good because my subconscious got to work on the part in which I am writing about being a nonprofit. It sure had something to chew on.

I made a major revisionary change in that I decided to remain true to my chronology. I was going to include the information about board matters in Part III, figuring that I already had enough going on in Part II. My subconscious said no, you should tell the story as it happened and stick with your original time frame.

There is always, with a straightforward chronology, the danger of falling into a this happened, and then that happened. I realized this; however, going out of sequence was, in this instance, just going to confuse my readers.

I am not allowing myself to think that this book is subpar. No, it’s a very good book. I would like to make an editorial connection, and find a good editor, one who can assist in further bringing this book to life.

If a work of nonfiction is to be successful, it has to have a story that’s riveting. The story about this project IS riveting.

Well, after I worked on Shelf Life, I went outside to give Pete a hand with gardening and lawn care. My intentions were good. And the work was to take place in the upper quadrant. What happened was that I was in the vicinity of the goat pen, and the goat pen needed to be cleaned.

So I gritted my teeth, and I decided to clean it in its entirety, which is the interior of the shed and their enclosure. The last time I cleaned the pen, I just cleaned a part of the enclosure. I am pleased to say that I did get the job done, and I feel good about it.

I had envisioned riding one of the horses up to the bench, but this never came to be. I just didn’t have enough time. I did ride Hrimmi on our trails; right now, she’s grass obsessed.

Shadow ran off, and I came home without her. But she did return, as Pete and I went to go and look for her.

Guest dog went home today. Zellie is a real cool dog, and I told her owners this. Being positive, particularly when you mean it, is a good thing to do. It stimulates a dopamine release.

Next: 164. 6/16/25: Just a few days left