Just Wednesday
Thanks to all for the great comments on yesterday's post. Woke up this morning and found that my newly-minted teenager was very much like the child who lived here yesterday and the day before. One day at a time. That's the ticket.
I seem to be in the middle of another good writing week. I'm making good progress on the book, and more important, I like what I have so far. I'm even finding time to birdwatch every morning before I sit down to write. Spring migration is starting to wind down. We probably have another three or four days, but after that it'll slow down and we'll settle into a typical Tennessee summer -- hot days, thunderstorms in the late afternoons, muggy nights spent sitting on the porch, listening to the crickets and frogs, watching the lightning bugs. Sounds good to me.
I seem to be in the middle of another good writing week. I'm making good progress on the book, and more important, I like what I have so far. I'm even finding time to birdwatch every morning before I sit down to write. Spring migration is starting to wind down. We probably have another three or four days, but after that it'll slow down and we'll settle into a typical Tennessee summer -- hot days, thunderstorms in the late afternoons, muggy nights spent sitting on the porch, listening to the crickets and frogs, watching the lightning bugs. Sounds good to me.