Hi fellow terrestrials, Lately, I’ve been thinking about perspective — how small and fragile our little blue planet is, swirling through the universe. It makes a lot of what we humans argue about seem… a bit ridiculous. At the same time, it sharpens my focus on what really matters. James continues to surprise me every single day. We never quite know what the next hour will bring — keeps things exciting… whether we like it or not. On Easter Sunday, we did something we haven’t done in a long time — we rode up Mt. Vision in Point Reyes. One of our old favorite routes. We got a late start, as mornings can be a bit of an adventure these days. After breakfast (and all his meds for “dessert”), James’s blood pressure sometimes drops to numbers that would make most people immediately lie down… permanently. Somehow, his athlete’s heart keeps him going — though not without a bit of wobbling, confusion, and creative interpretations of gravity. So, we do what we do: I guide him to our little sunlit...