Well, I was going to be "working" at home today, but K's plan to pick up her new car went awry, so I told her she might as well get it all done today (instead of some today and some tomorrow, in a rush). So I'm watching the kids and will pick up O from work early. It's really windy out there at times, and for some odd reason the birds were interested in our front yard and the street — just casually looking outside the front door, I saw a flicker, two downy woodpeckers, a flock of sparrows, and mourning doves on our driveway. Maybe it's ants. Flickers in particular love 'em.
If you turn on the TV, you can't avoid the 9/11 remembrances. I think the straight telecasts of ceremonies are quite alright, I just don't want my buttons pushed. I did cry a little while watching the reading of the names at Ground Zero. Just hearing the names of people is a way get an idea of the scope of what happened, despite the fact that we know objectively that people die every day from any number of causes we can and cannot understand, and that there have been far worse catastrophes. For just today, though, it is appropriate to remember, and then move on.