Musings
on a summer day, you say? But it’s February.
Despite
the snow on the ground and the chill of winter in the air, I can still dream of
the summer to come. Gardening. Mowing the lawn. Long walks without wearing eighteen
layers. And summer may mean I am finished with book edits.
Frosty February
But
it is February and I am ensconced in edits and a 30K writing challenge for the
Published on February 18, 2020 03:00