I try not to see omens, but it’s hard when I’m in rough draft mode and my mind is loosie goosie with jumping from thought to thought. I’ve made no bones that I’ve missed the snow, and just because you’re in Michigan, it doesn’t follow you’re going to get any of the white stuff. Today, though, I woke up to a dusting on the first of December. Very peaceful. And not enough that it needs to be shoveled. That’s nice, too. Winter wonderland? Bring it on!
Frog update: He’s fine so far. I saw him yesterday
Page count update: Got 27 pages in the last two days in the file cabinet. If I keep this up, I’ll be one very happy camper.