January 11

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Yet another neighborhood house with ominous (copious) digging between the house and the middle of the street..........

These guys are using one of those big street-cutting saws....   That cloud of white is street dust.

You can see frost on the red car, lower right, and on the pile of dug-up debris.

Frost on leaves.

I have begun writing about my day, at the end of the day.  I've been recording the weather, and how far I walked, and I talk about whatever else I feel like mentioning.  I'm finding I like seeing my handwriting, and, in this cheap composition book, I'm not minding all the scratching-out of mistakes -- not too much, anyway.

On the 11th, I started a yoga class.  I've been thinking it would be good to work on balance and flexibility, so ... now, I am.

For added extra excitement, on the 11th, here is the first sketch in my composition book, of the hardest thing she asked us to do in yoga class.

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