Ah, the humidity and heat. Phew. Still, a great day outside. Novelists upstairs working on magic box plot structures and little labbers outside working on their creature stories. Joy everywhere. That's what counts most.
It's another day...another hot day. We are going to do more script writing, editing, and organizing for the large crew arriving next week for Ubuntu Academy and College Writing & Other Narratives. It will be interesting to have the older energy with us for a few weeks.
Meanwhile, I am thinking thunderstorms. I know they won't bring relief, but something has to break the air a little. I'm whining. We've had it easy this year and we (well I) should be thankful.
Okay, no home fries this morning. Just water...and I'm out the door.