Still writing….

Making good progress. THis means the house is a disgrace and the yard is a mess, but writing is going on.

Bodexpress—the weird year—

Well, the jockey is embarrassed, Bodexpress clearly has an energetic takeoff out of the gate, and did his best to do his job for the day… The Derby was weird. The Preakness was weird. The weird goes on. I don’t watch horse racing. I will not watch a race...

Jane and I Had Our 5th Wedding Anniversary Yesterday

And our garden pretty much looks as it did that day, when we used it for our location. The orange/fire colored azalea is twice the size it was, we have glorious blooms out of 4 tree peonies, the red hawthorn is festooning its branches in pink like a Maxfield Parrish...

The morning air is pleasantly cool and smells of flowers…

And the pond is crystal clear. We now have the garden under control. The house—not so much. There are still stacks of boxes in the kitchen as high as my chin. But it’s useable. One of these days Jane and I are going to declare an Organization Day and start...

Found out what happened re Foreigner scheduling….

My fault. And it’s complicated. I usually, when finished with a book, email it to my editor/publisher. But she happened to be in the middle of the Atlantic ocean when I finished, on a boat, and I was not so sure about e-mails. So I waited. And started the next...