Today we took a 3-mile walk, up and down a long steep hill two times, then along the Mystic River into town, then to the Mystic Art Museum to look at (and purchase) a painting, then back along the river to the car. As usual on recent walks, I felt out-of-sorts, just not 100% energized and ready to enjoy the walk. I'm not sure what it means. Perhaps I simply need to keep walking and push through this feeling until I'm back to being an energetic, happy walker. 

Later, as the sun was setting, we sat in the sunroom and enjoyed tea and cookies and reading some of Romeo and Juliet to prepare for our Shakespeare group's meeting on Saturday. I'm hoping Cia and I can prepare a dramatic reading of one special scene in the play. I think our group would enjoy some amateur theatrics.