It’s gorgeous out this morning–the sun is shining and the sky is a heartbreaking shade of blue. Cha Cha kitty has been eating the pink tulips I received during my visit to Medical Lake’s public library on Monday. It gives them a lovely, frilled look.
I got in a great stint of writing the new book yesterday, and plan to dive in again today. “A Lawman’s Christmas” is historical, set in 1914, and I’m enjoying the old-time setting, since most of my books are modern these days.
They say every art work goes through an ugly phase. That’s where my sunflower is today. It needs shading and maybe some crackling followed by a light application of antiquing gel. Being the persistent type, I’ll keep plugging until I like it again.
I finished Joy Fieldings’ new book, “Now You See Her”, and it was great. Just started, “Once in a Blue Moon”, by Eileen Goudge. It looks promising. When I get Robyn Carr’s “Harvest Moon” back from Mary Ann, I’ll read that, too.
Made the Lazy Woman’s version of potato soup yesterday, in my handy-dandy slow cooker. Dump in two bags of those hash browns they sell in the egg section at most supermarkets, add water, finely chopped onions (I use dried ones), a little garlic, and some salt and pepper. Cook until the spuds are soft enough to suit you, add milk, reheat, and enjoy.
That’s the news from my kitchen table, for now, anyway.