An Evening Post

     Greetings. Let's see how this new post goes. It's evening time, and I'm about to go to bed. I've already done the entries for my private journal, but I'd like to include something here. Maybe it's for posterity, or maybe there will be a readership again that develops someday. Or then again, maybe I want to look back over this blog in a few years. I've been retired for 16 years, now. And I stopped blogging about 5 years ago. Although I've had a private journal, I took pains to keep it private. There's nothing saved to the cloud. 

     So this was how the day went. I was depressed for parts of the morning. I had some trouble getting into my morning routine of meditation, yoga, and exercise. But eventually I got out to The Loop and rode the bicycle 12 miles. I stopped for coffee. Then I started to feel better about the day. I came home to change, and then I went to the workshop. I got a few things done there. One thing that I feel good about completing at the shop was the repair of the fuel petcock on the 1969 Honda Trail 90. The last owner had fashioned a makeshift design, and I upgraded it by refabricating the part. The parts for this moto are rare and most often unavailable. That's the reason I feel good about completing the project. Designing and fabricating bring to the fore my most valuable shop skills. Fabricating and installing parts feeds my inner self. And if I give it a moment's thought, it's a very similar idea to what I expressed in the first few weeks of these blog posts 16 years ago. Such a wonder. I feel some happiness, and a sense of accomplishment adding another blogpost this evening. It's a good life, and I'm grateful.