The deer failed to cooperate last week—they do not eat weeds—so this weekend we we finally attacked the weeds with whackers, trowels, and hands. Oddly I kept getting ideas for scenes for The Price of Glory and had to keep running in to write them down.
Yesterday, Mass in the morning; wonderful friends in the afternoon.
So it is Monday again and I have heaps of scene ideas, an Advance Review Copy (ARC) of Christmas Hope to submit hitter and yon, and one last Fire and Frost story to finish beta1 reading. I’m on it. But first, coffee.