It was chilly and damp this morning so I decided on one more kettle of soup for the season. Lentil with smokey ham, onions, tomatoes and carrots. Yes, I made 10 quarts again. No, no one I invited was available for lunch or dinner today. Anybody hungry? There's plenty and it's yummy.
It rained last night so I took advantage of the soft ground and weeded my strawberries. Good thing I did. I have tiny berries. A few days of sunshine and they'll be ripe. No sneaking into the yard and picking them. One, I pay attention and two, there's no need. I'll share.
The only good thing about warm weather besides the obvious fresh fruit and vegetables is the drop in loads of laundry required. I dislike that chore almost as much as I do grocery shopping. While I was wasting my life being domestic this morning, I also vacuumed and dusted. Phew. Thank goodness that's done for another week.
The plan for this afternoon is to switch into writer-mode. I'm revising one of my older stories while I wait for edits on Beyond Meddling, due any day now, and I don't want to get immersed in anything new. This one's characters have been popping in and out of my head lately so I decided to give them the attention they're seeking. The hero is a single father, a widower. He's also a professor, a bit of an academic geek. He's had a very tough time losing his wife and raising his daughter on his own and really isn't looking to add anyone to their lives. His interest in the heroine comes as a complete shock to him. Any thoughts?
If you're getting overwhelmed by your own life go over to The Mystic Valley-Camelot Herald and read the words of the very wise Anny Cook. Once again she's posted an excellent, thought-provoking blog that will no doubt serve as a reality check for you.
It rained last night so I took advantage of the soft ground and weeded my strawberries. Good thing I did. I have tiny berries. A few days of sunshine and they'll be ripe. No sneaking into the yard and picking them. One, I pay attention and two, there's no need. I'll share.
The only good thing about warm weather besides the obvious fresh fruit and vegetables is the drop in loads of laundry required. I dislike that chore almost as much as I do grocery shopping. While I was wasting my life being domestic this morning, I also vacuumed and dusted. Phew. Thank goodness that's done for another week.
The plan for this afternoon is to switch into writer-mode. I'm revising one of my older stories while I wait for edits on Beyond Meddling, due any day now, and I don't want to get immersed in anything new. This one's characters have been popping in and out of my head lately so I decided to give them the attention they're seeking. The hero is a single father, a widower. He's also a professor, a bit of an academic geek. He's had a very tough time losing his wife and raising his daughter on his own and really isn't looking to add anyone to their lives. His interest in the heroine comes as a complete shock to him. Any thoughts?
If you're getting overwhelmed by your own life go over to The Mystic Valley-Camelot Herald and read the words of the very wise Anny Cook. Once again she's posted an excellent, thought-provoking blog that will no doubt serve as a reality check for you.
5 comments:
I am glad you are doing the widower story
And yeah, I'll be over for soup
It's cold here today. Maybe I need some soup for dinner too.
Heh. We're having chili. Guess all these great minds think alike. Thank you for the boost, dear.
Soup, please.
Hmmmm...that's a thought. It's going to be chilly this week; time to go get the ingrediants for more brocolli cheddar soup...
I made chili last Friday.
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