Sad, Sick World Redux (307)
Very sunny today. A high of 89F, with fairly low humdity, 34%.
I woke at 4:30 a.m., was up at 5, and at 5:30 I began work on "The Moment Under the Moment." I did 1,023 words. Then I lay back down and slept another hour. Later, I worked on one of Winifred cervicals.
I'm now reading William K. and Nicholas P. Klingaman's The Year Without a Summer: 1816 and the Volcano That Darkened the World and Changed History.
The dead armadillo is still right where it was yesterday.
Please visit the Dreaming Squid Sundries shop. Yes, I say this a lot. But these days, a decent amount of our income comes by way of that shop. So, thank you.
And on that note, I leave you with something that doesn't make my head hurt, Lydia on her sixth birthday.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
10:17 a.m.
I woke at 4:30 a.m., was up at 5, and at 5:30 I began work on "The Moment Under the Moment." I did 1,023 words. Then I lay back down and slept another hour. Later, I worked on one of Winifred cervicals.
I'm now reading William K. and Nicholas P. Klingaman's The Year Without a Summer: 1816 and the Volcano That Darkened the World and Changed History.
The dead armadillo is still right where it was yesterday.
Please visit the Dreaming Squid Sundries shop. Yes, I say this a lot. But these days, a decent amount of our income comes by way of that shop. So, thank you.
And on that note, I leave you with something that doesn't make my head hurt, Lydia on her sixth birthday.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
10:17 a.m.