When I’m depressed, nothing interests me. At other times I enjoy many things.

Among these are drawing, sketching, cutting and collaging, writing, browsing in the library and second hand book stores, singing, looking for indian artifacts in a plowed field after it rains, brainstorming or discussing ideas with a friend, smelling the earth after it rains, looking at rainbows, recalling Judy Garland singings about them, feeling the warmth of my purring cat, exchanging soul gazes with a canine companion, sharing food with friends, friends, laying out under the stars, reading aloud with an intimate, snuggling under the covers while the rain patters on the roof, singing Christmas carols, the lit Christmas tree, walking along the beach collecting gifts from the sea, attending a Quaker meeting, viewing a sunset, flowers, trees trees trees, speculating on strange encounters, watching a heart-warming movie…