I went out this morning for groceries and that interrupted the energy. I will confess that I don't get out much. Clearly stated: I like it here. I can go for days without going beyond the mailbox at the end of my driveway. If I could order groceries over the internet and have them delivered, I probably wouldn't leave at all until the opening of my first Boston or NY gallery show(!) or until my interlibrary loan book comes, whichever happens first. I've requested "Color Choices: Making Sense Out of Color Theory" by Stephen Quiller.
I've just come back to edit this post to add the photo of the tamarack tree that shades my mailbox. It's a deciduous pine and the needles are even more yellow now and are beginning to drop in earnest.