It’s The Little Things

So far this morning it’s been:

* 1K on an old fantasy story that never really got off the ground.
* Working out.
* Waiting for the next hit of JR Ward’s Black Dagger books to arrive. These are totally, utterly cracktastic. Though switching between them, Georgette Heyer, and Eve Kosofsky Sedgwick gives me weird, weird dreams.
* Rainy and a little squally, and the grass is very lusciously green. The air smells good, and the new yellow-green leaves on the tree I can see from my writing chair are light