And so the day

[rolanni]

Sun, and a ghostly half-moon high and wispy in a cloudless blue sky.

I spent an hour this morning totting up bills, looked at the total in the checkbook, and went outside to play in the garden. Laundry and dishes were done in due time; and the refrigerator soup for lunch turned out remarkably well, if I do say so myself. The backlog SRM filled orders have been paired up with their tracking slips, alphabetized and taken down to the office for filing the next time I'm bored.

I've got a couple of orders to fill, and some writing to do. It's being... difficult... to write -- I'm spending too much time hanging on the news wires, and the cat-mind wants to stutter and stew about Real World What-Ifs more than it wants to dream pleasant fantasy. Best take a yellow pad and a pen out to the cat garden and sketch in the dialogue for the next scene.


Last night, I heard a flight of geese fly past the kitchen window. I ran out onto the deck to see them on their way, but it was too dark to find their shadows against the sky. All I could hear was their voices, as they discussed flight plans among themselves...