Can’t we be like Arizona and just leave off with all the falling and springing???
A random collection of shots, but they tell a story. Out of order. The man cut down the dead pine tree the downy woodpecker had been pecking at. The day turned to storms and the woodpecker returned to discover his tree was gone. So he was taking it out on the neighbor’s tree next door, the top of it that had died. It might not have the substance that the pine tree had, but it was better than nothing.
And that’s my story!
Oh, and then it rained.
My computer has crashed twice today, so I’m trying to get this out before it hangs up again. Double Cougar Trouble is out to beta readers and I’m setting up the first page for Loving the White Wolf. Title. Author. Got it! Chapter 1. Title.
But I really did write about 1,000 words last night too, so need to get to typing them up.
It’s like falling back and springing forward. It just gets repetitive! Or…computer crashes. I think it’s the…fae.
Have a super great day!
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