That swan was flying low and fast. Nearly missed it.
A new week and new challenges. I have three choices for how to spend the days. I can get back to a middle grade novel I started months ago and set aside because of a schedule conflict, pull an old chestnut from the files and attempt to resuscitate it, or return to a new idea I’ve been pecking at off and on lately. It feels like a good week and I wish the same for you.