I’ve been trying to visualize scenes like this. Ocean, calm morning, quiet walk on the beach.

But the remainders of this week’s cold–sinus headache, queeziness, general malaise–instead keep bringing up images of Texas-size patches of tsunami debris on their trajectory across the Pacific. Yuck.

Back on Wednesday, I thought I had come out the other side of the cold, but it had other ideas. Thursday was dismal, Friday not much better. Just an indication of how I’ve felt…I’ve skipped the morning walk for several days now, hoping to conserve energy. Will it get better today? So far, not so good.

Ms. Annie has been a faithful co-napper this morning. She chased Kili off the bed and declared herself in charge. I’m sure she’ll be there when I return.