feeling very grateful and sprightly this morning – settling down to write early before the day begins – a large mug of strong coffee to hand – blood red oranges from the farmers market on the counter for a mid-morning repast, tomatoes getting all silky and juicy with sea-salt and olive oil in the fridge (another find at the farmers market), palest creamy-white roses (again, direct from growers, at the market), a Conference Call at 10am (proper grown-up psyche prepped for that) about a digital Project (#weadoredigital but #onlywhenitdoessomethingUsefulandBeautiful) and then………well……..there’s lots more…..but the Muse(s) call (it feels like there’s a lot more than one as we have So many disparate characters in The House on Church Row) so We Must Write!
see you later, darlings.
for now – some photographs and perhaps you can feel us smiling out of the window across the power lines and the clever 802.11 beams through the interweb and waving (in a non-scary way, of course) through your own digital device.
if you were here, of course, we’d offer you a coffee – there’s a full pot on the burner and some 1 per-cent milk in the fridge.
wouldn’t that be lovely?
not with the coffee cup aloft this time ;-)