13/365: Suddenly, tired.

Suddenly, tired. Not suddenly at all, all things considered and the things being working and walking and more working and the sun rising over the sea earlier and the chicken stock boiling on the stove again and the weather warming, nothing as dramatic as a thaw, and looking at the calendar and resolving to stay well in the face of so much work, and stockpiling fruit, vegetables, all the bitter green herbs in a shop squeezed in where dinner should have been and rejoicing at finally finding fresh Turmeric in this heathen county, only to discover after schlepping it and many bags home that the bags of ginger were mixed in with it, two bags of ginger then, and a return trip needed, no, not sudden at all. Simply, tired then.