It's another gray autumn day--not totally gray, but over-casting. I harvested sunflower seeds in my garden this morning, so many this year, all the color and beauty going slowly into another kind of loveliness, the serenity of waiting in hope for another spring. This year I dump all the soil in the container garden pots, mix it with new soil and compost, let it get rained on all winter. I never plant a winter garden--it's possible to do so, but I refrain, as I like a seasonal garden. I got a very cute little pumpkin this year, several tomatoes, and lemon cucumbers--pretty good, considering that I planted rather late. Some of the tomatoes have set again and have tiny green tomatoes on them, a gesture of hopefulness.
But I'm away from home right now, trying to break the tedium of being at home with the dog all day! I love being at Cafe Bene, with their tea for a dollar (a very generous large cup, at that), but the pounding melody of "Sympathy for the Devil" is not all that conductive to creativity right now. Writing in cafes has its limit.
BTW, I just want to let you all know that I got a pink shell for my Macbook, so now I, for all intents and purposes, have a pink laptop. This, according to Mr. Strega, is very fitting for my personality.
And that's all for this rather even-tempered day. Ciao!
My name is Joan McMillan and this blog is, as Emily Dickinson says, "my letter to the world." I am currently working on a nonfiction book about the murder of a young woman, Asha Veil, born Joanna Dragunowicz, and her unborn daughter, Anina, on September 9, 2006. My book is meant to honor her life and illuminate the need to create a safer world for women and children.
To read an excerpt from the book, please click on the following link:
ashaveilbook.blogspot.com
An excerpt from The Pleasure Palace, my romantic comedy, can be found here:
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