Today was to be Cloud Hands. I did the tai chi practice quite early this morning. But somehow the time to write the poem has evaporated. This morning I did some work around the First Decan of Virgo, and that pushed my tai chi practice back later in the day. Then everyone else woke up, and so between breakfast and visiting with friends, the day sort of evaporated. In a good way, of course. All the same, I am booked for the rest of the day, though. So I’m standing down from my expectation to write today.

Poetry resumes tomorrow.