Do you define the beginning of summer as Memorial Day? I tend to, meteorology aside. First of course, we remember the fallen, but it is always a joyful, if hectic, time around here. No parade this year, alas. We headed to the shore last week–feet in the surf, towel on the beach, toes in the sand. I insisted on funnel cake, and luckily a few people helped me eat it or I would have devoured the entire thing. We did burgers on the grill Memorial Day and celebrated two birthdays, one of them mine.
I still managed to put a dent in Valentine Wishes anyway. That is my working title on a story that will be in a collection next winter. I also beta read two books for friends, and did one more careful look at the formatted file for Loves Perilous Road. On the side, I started playing with AI generated graphics, like the lady in the sand here. I have a steep learning curve!
This week, the decks are clear and I’m beavering away on Valentine Wishes and hosting blog and Facebook guests. Perhaps I’ll do some writing outside when the summer calls me! But first, coffee.