Well, I’m back, sitting in the labyrinth on a gorgeous Sunday afternoon. I have nothing pressing on my agenda, so that means I have tons I could be doing:

• Finish the northwest corner of the bamboo fencing: that’s where the now-dead tree was in the way of the fencers, so they just plunked down a post, then spanned over to the wooden fence with chainlink. Very ugly.
• Sketch. I haven’t done so in weeks, and the ELP calls.
• Actually try to get the grass seed into the dirt in the labyrinth. I’m leery of doing the raking thing, because it seems to me that it would rip up the roots of the grass that’s already there.
• Work on a couple of blogposts, including the most recent Lichtenbergian assignment.
• Read Twyla Tharp’s The Collaborative Habit: life lessons for working together
• Read more of Little, Big, one of the most amazing books I’ve read recently.
• Rework the lighting fixture at the southpoint of the labyrinth from copper wire mesh to solid copper.
• Write a charming letter to the editor of the Times-Herald, explaining to sports writer Tommy Camp why his tongue-in-cheek take on curling was full of it.
• Just sit here in the sun and my new Utilikilt.

update: Just so you know, I mostly sat there in the sun in my kilt. I read The Collaborative Habit but found it not very inspiring, mostly because I have covered all those bases with Lacuna Group. I wrote a very charming letter indeed to the Times-Herald. They should print it.