Hahaha! Good enough! I got me some tomato plants of my own.

Indeed. I don’t even have a FB or IG account. Ditched Twitter when it became X Rated.

I do like the term “sorting “ a cupboard, as opposed to cleaning it. Your morning picture is glorious. Hope your day was as good as it started. For my part, went grocery shopping with grandson and made sourdough French bread. Leaves are raining down everywhere.

I dunno. I’m expecting creeping revenge. I know I won’t have the energy to celebrate. I’ll be crying the way a body does at the end of a profoundly emotional movie. The release of fear, gratitude for every fiber of effort that saved us, I will be a mess. I’ve been on the edge of grief for 8 years.

Wow wow wow!

Wow! Yes.

I don’t support him or anything he has so far said, but I’m thinking… let a person get off as they choose. It’s a private thing.

Dahling! I am 71, soon to be 72. (That can’t be true!) my gray is in a halo around my face. Like my mother, the rest of my head stayed brown. I get it bleached, along with some chunks on top, and blond it. Looks purposeful. You CANNOT defeat the gray around the temples. It just is. Maximize it!!!

THIS sounds fun! I’m in. What do we need to do besides finish my first novel edits before I start in my new draft? I will put pedal to the metal this weekend on the manuscript with final edits.

I’ve never had an inkling of a feeling that I must “make” myself grind out words. If I’m stuck—it’s fun and intriguing to open a book to any place or take a walk or go do the dishes and find answers to my blockage staring me in the face. So, my greatest strength as a writer is that I love to write.