Some chop

 When I used to row, I loved flat water. Willow pond isn't very big, it's man made in 1964, but it was gusty today on my walk down to the pond.

I didn't sit and meditate, today my goal was just to get the legs moving. I was thinking about what a loss it was for Margaret Fuller not to be part of the suffrage movement because of the tragic shipwreck hundreds of feet from the shore of Fire Island. Has anyone written a what if novel if she would have joined the suffrage movement?