They call me the breeze

[rolanni]

Thursday. Calm blue skies, damp surfaces. It was 55F/13C when I went to bed at 10:30 last night. It's now 33F/0ishC and heading for a high of 38F/3C.

We had a pretty fierce windstorm last night, but seem to have done pretty well. I see limbs down at the neighbor's house, and some sticks down hereabouts, but nothing big came down; the windows held, and so did the roof.

Victory.

Diviner's Bow galleys arrived last night after I was in bed, so I ate breakfast at my desk in order to sort them out*. That means breakfast was a Kodiak Bar (chocolate with chocolate chips), and a cup of tea, which is Skirting A Line, but -- needs must. Kettle's on for second cup of tea. Next on my to-do list is picking up so Ashley has clearance in which to work her cleaning magic, while I?

Read Diviner's Bow for the third time in three weeks. Whee.

And that's it from here -- galleys carry all before them.

Everybody get comfy -- you know the drill. I'll poke my head in as can.

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*Because time is so short, there will not be a General Call for Tyop Hunters.

Today's blog title via JJ Cale, "They Call Me The Breeze"