i'm never quite sure what numbers mean. when i feel low, and my numbers sink, i do feel correspondingly. 
last night off line writing about rain and feeling endlessly gray, i thought of the eagles on their nest, and how the fullness of egg time was nearing, and i went to the site today. and it was beautiful. that's all. just look at them and look for the eaglets to peer from under the loving parents. 
these are the decorah eagles, at raptor resource.  
oh, and the pipping has begun.