There are a few projects on my kitchen table where the light is best, as is the view from here, where lakes, woodlands and prairie meet. Everyday meaningful life is in progress.
The coffee pot is on and I appreciate the stories that are told by family and friends from many walks of life, including several health care givers. (There are old folks among us.) Of course, names have been changed.
I have time to write - creative thought, and to tie together quotes, a turn of phrase, photos, scripture, and poetic prose. Putting together a book?
I get up and stretch - writers get stiff, and I meander to the garden where the Hollyhocks and Zinnias are in bloom.
The reason I'm not open to comments is because I'm a techy dinosaur and prefer to keep it uncomplicated.
Yesterday my daughter in the city said, "Small bookstores are coming back."
I have always said, "There's a comfort in holding what you read. Hello good book."
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