Up at the main house, the varnish on the hardwood floors is drying, even as we blog.
Sadie and Bernice came out to the office with me this morning, and they are standing on either side of my desk chair, staring at me in consternation. WHAT IS THIS PLACE? they seem to be asking. There’s a water dish and a fancy loveseat–but where are the dog beds???
I plan to write today. I say that every day, I know. When I look out over the lake, the stress just drains out of me. Takes a while to shift gears. The… Read More »