What a week this has been. There are things I would change about it–like coming down with a one-day flu bug and losing a whole day because Sadie was listless and needed to visit her regular vet–but hey, it is what it is.
I just learned that Sally is coming to New York with me–I’m going there for Book Expo America, hereafter referred to as BEA. My writing schedule is absolutely break-neck–I will probably be writing in my hotel room in between signings, lunches, dinners and, of course, shopping. I will definitely hit my two favorite stores in the Big Apple–Kate’s Paperie and McKenzie-Childs. Having my travelin’ buddy along will make it all even better.
My flowers are flourishing. I was guilty of some overwatering, a common beginner’s mistake, but I’ve got that under control now.
Yesterday, on breaks, I met a small but important goal–I’ve learned to upload photos and will soon be setting up a place on the web to show my art work and some general photographs, so stay tuned.
Have a wonderful Memorial Day weekend. Most of us will be honoring loved ones who have passed over the river. While I certainly miss my dad, I intend to focus on how grateful I am to have had him for a father. I will remember the times we laughed, his strength and pride in his home, his family, his friends and his country. He grew the best flowers, waves of color all through the season, and took bouqets to various “girlfriends” in Grand Coulee–bank tellers, store clerks, and anyone who happened to be struggling in some way, especially with illness.
I love you, Dad. Semper fi.