March has decided to come in like a lion–let’s hope it goes out like a lamb. Snow is coming down like crazy, and it’s definitely beautiful. Should keep me in the mood for writing the new book, which is a Christmas story.
It’s a cozy, stay at home and write day. Later, I’ll do some artist trading cards–I’m trying to build up a stockpile so I’ll have something to swap with the people I’ll meet at Artfest, this coming April. I’m so excited about that–I can hardly wait. I’ve wanted to attend that event for years and years, and something else would always fill the time, so I decided to sign up and go. This will be a big art year for me, as I’m also taking the Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain workshop in June. Again, this is the fulfillment of a lifelong dream.
I might whip out the slow-cooker today, too, and throw together a batch of Shepherd’s Pie. Sounds like a good snowy-day dish, doesn’t it?
Sadie is snoozing on her dog bed and Bernice is walking around looking like a tiny black sheep. The cats are off in other parts of the house, on mysterious cat business.
All’s right, here in my world.
Hope it’s the same in yours.