Almost all the other trees are denuded now but this little maple has been holding back for a finish with a flourish.
Good day. I finished the complete draft of a new collection of poetry. It’s under contract and due in early January so I’m feeling smug. This doesn’t mean I’m finished finished. There’s work to be done. But now I can afford the luxury of putting the script away for a few weeks and coming back to it fresh in December. Ahhh.
To celebrate I shaved and showered for the first time in two days — horrors! — but I just couldn’t seem to find a good time to stop — and am now about to declare Happy Hour. Sometimes you just need to celebrate.