Here I am, with another thousand words in the bag. Lunch was a piece of soy sauce chicken left over from supper, and now I’m enjoying a cup of Newman’s Own and a quiet chat with Mary Ann.
The plants are doing well, and I think there may be a bud about to open on the gardenia. The weather is strange, alternating between sunny and overcast, but it’s still hot. There was a short and very welcome rainfall this morning, when I got up. Free horse baths, all around.
I’m loving this new book.