Did tai chi near sunset on a dock facing west across a little cove of salt water. The deck’s rough boards and splintery bits were an important incentive not to lose my balance. The weather is hot and humid. I sweat like mad. 

After, there’s a sit down meal for ten at my mother’s place. My grace includes “word made flesh, map made territory” and thanksgiving for the year just passed, hope for the year ahead. 

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.