Thoughts at Mid-decade

The year begins. It was a cold night. The wind machines were whirling in our orange grove and water was flowing into the grove from our best well – to keep the ground temperature above freezing

Our three dogs showed little interest in their morning outing … the pillows of our bed were far warmer.

May this year be one of mutual trust between people, peoples, and nations. May those of us who labor in “IT” have a good year of creativity, of innovation, and of new systems that don’t crash and corrupt.

May all your data be true and all your decisions be wise.