It was a busy weekend, and I’m ready to sit in front of my keyboard for a couple of hours . . . if my fingers could remember how to type. (grin) I finally decided that a rock pile in the corner of my lot wasn’t working as a rock garden, (too dry, not enough sun, typical understory desert) so I pulled out about a dozen of the best-shaped rocks and moved them to the front yard where they finished off an edging project I’d been nibbling away at. It looks much better. Then Guy and I played tag with three nests of wasps while we re-trimmed some bushes that the landscape guy trimmed kind of funky. Maybe it was because of the wasps . . . It looks bad right now, but I’m hoping that by next spring, they will have recovered. The bushes, not the wasps.
Top the weekend off with another fire in the fire pit, and color me happy. I even managed to finish off EVERY WHICH WAY BUT DEAD somewhere in there. Favorite parts? I’d forgotten how well Rachel and Trent looked next to each other in Saladin’s gambling boat. And what hell freezing over looks like. (grin) Waffles. Kisten. Mmmmm. I miss him. No wonder most of you were mad at me for letting him go. On to FISTFUL OF CHARMS today, and my copy edit for BLACK MAGIC SANCTION came in this weekend, so I’m going to have a busy week.
P.S. Gothar raised an interesting question over the weekend. What’s the weirdest thing on your desk? Not inside, not in a drawer, but on the desk top. Mine is probably either the fish food or the pikachu. He’s my reminder that writing is hard, and that small things pack a big punch. I’ve had him since day-one. I also have a green candle sitting on a penny. That’s kind of weird.