San Pablo Bay viewed from Pinole, CA22 February 2003
Following the counsels of that most godly bishop, +Maya Pavlova, and offering myself vicariously for Jane R and anyone else who needs rest, I am about to take a little nap. Actually, I just took one at the computer.
I did a bit more restoration of watering wells (the trenches around plants, not those deep holes for drawing liquid from the earth), mulching, and watering in the yard this morning. I have studied a little tiny bit of Russian, though I need to do a lot more. There was some cooking. Reading online, of course. And I am reviewing the first 85 or so pages of my novel-in-revision. Getting ready to actually print up the revision so some other eyes can see if what I have attempted in the re-write is successful or not. I would so love to ship this off to a publisher!
This is a rather unbooked weekend so if I am moving slowly that seems just perfect.
And now for a little snooze.
--the BB
1 comment:
home---she says, touching the screen and remembering the tangy salt smell at that end of the bay.
God bless you.
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