Today, the draw is bathed in sunlight, and the sky is the same blue as the treasured periwinkle sugar bowl my mother gave me years ago–a premium from a bag of flour or a box of tea. That was back in the day when the prize in the bottom of a Cracker Jax box was something you really wanted–a plastic keychain, for instance.
The barn is beginning to look like–a barn! We’re taking pictures right along, and will post them on the website soon. The best day of all will be the homecoming–Buck, Coco, Skye and Banjo being unloaded from their trailer, introduced to their new home for the first time. They each have a wonderful stall, and there are almost ten acres to roam in. We left a few pine trees for shade and scratching against.
Although it’s only Wednesday, it feels like Friday to me. I guess because I was off yesterday for a routine medical procedure. I’m doing some tweaking and polishing on “Deadly Deceptions”, the next Mojo book (Jan 08) today, and clearing the decks to begin “The Rustler” on Monday. I plan to move to the lake to write that one, as I’ve probably already told you.
Have a lovely Wednesday. It’s always been one of my favorite days. (But, then, I’m pretty crazy about all the others, too–including the much-maligned Monday!)
