March 1, 2021

Monday, lst March -- I always think of the March hare when this month rolls around. Who knows where that came from? A poetry festival in NewFoundland?
Another week begins and here we are, still frigid in some parts of the country and perfect in other parts -- whatever nature tosses your way this month, you can handle it. Who has pets who love the snow? Who has pets who would rather chew off their paw nails than go outside when there's all that white stuff on the ground?
Do you know Peyton and Eli have never seen snow? I wonder what they'd do.
Today, work, of course. It's really strange -- I've hit a roadblock and keep rewriting to get this one character to go where I want him -- well, it's obvious to me now (after 4 tries) that he doesn't want to go this way and has told me very stringently to go shove it (well, he's a bit more crude in my head, but I don't want to be indelicate with you guys) So, now, I have to figure out what he wants, not what I want. Please cross your fingers for me -- sometimes characters are the very devil --
It's outside in the glorious world for everyone -- if the weather is crappy, put on lots of layers, an umbrella if needed -- and walk somewhere, doesn't matter, just get out there and MOVE.