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New Years Eve
Dec. 31st, 2010 10:52 amA light posting day. A holiday.
Rain fell overnight, wiping out most of the snowpack. The front yard contains vast expanses of bare. I can see the scant remains of a pumpkin, orange against the brown. We even had thunder, which alarmed King. But there was only the single peal, so he settled eventually. The deck, sidewalks, and driveway are now clean of slush and snow, which is good because the temp is expected to drop 30 degrees (F) between today and tomorrow. That should turn any remaining snow into slippery cement. Yea. But at least the mud will freeze. I'm not ready for mud season yet.
Three seed catalogs arrived in the mail yesterday--I need to decide what to plant this year. Basil, tomatoes, peppers, definitely. Lettuces, probably. That won't leave room for much else in the raised beds, so I may need to think about pots. So far, I'm keeping the potted thyme and curly parsley going indoors, so I may have those covered. But I would like tarragon and maybe oregano.
The sun is making an appearance, and some blue sky is visible through the cloud. A very welcome sight. I know it won't stay long, but I'll take what I can get.
Currently reading the Winter installment of Liz Williams' DIARY OF A WITCHCRAFT SHOP, and enjoying it immensely. I recall some of the entries as LJ posts, but events have been filled in and expanded upon. Even picked up on something that will help me with the wip, which is just icing on the cake.
Many writers have a knack, a gift, something they do particularly well. With some, it's plot twists, with others, dialogue. IMO, Liz's gift is her ability to set a scene, to describe surroundings in a few quick stokes that have you hearing the laughter in a pub or feeling the chill morning air or hearing the beat of the swans' wings as they take to the air and glide across the levels. I'd rank her with Le Carré in that respect, and I'm not blowing smoke. It's my standard and Liz meets it and it's a gift I envy.
I hope Liz is still taking subscriptions. If she is, sign up if you can. If you do, you'll receive tales of the retail life with some history of Druidism and Wicca and life with dogs and cats added for seasoning. Highly recommended.
Rain fell overnight, wiping out most of the snowpack. The front yard contains vast expanses of bare. I can see the scant remains of a pumpkin, orange against the brown. We even had thunder, which alarmed King. But there was only the single peal, so he settled eventually. The deck, sidewalks, and driveway are now clean of slush and snow, which is good because the temp is expected to drop 30 degrees (F) between today and tomorrow. That should turn any remaining snow into slippery cement. Yea. But at least the mud will freeze. I'm not ready for mud season yet.
Three seed catalogs arrived in the mail yesterday--I need to decide what to plant this year. Basil, tomatoes, peppers, definitely. Lettuces, probably. That won't leave room for much else in the raised beds, so I may need to think about pots. So far, I'm keeping the potted thyme and curly parsley going indoors, so I may have those covered. But I would like tarragon and maybe oregano.
The sun is making an appearance, and some blue sky is visible through the cloud. A very welcome sight. I know it won't stay long, but I'll take what I can get.
Currently reading the Winter installment of Liz Williams' DIARY OF A WITCHCRAFT SHOP, and enjoying it immensely. I recall some of the entries as LJ posts, but events have been filled in and expanded upon. Even picked up on something that will help me with the wip, which is just icing on the cake.
Many writers have a knack, a gift, something they do particularly well. With some, it's plot twists, with others, dialogue. IMO, Liz's gift is her ability to set a scene, to describe surroundings in a few quick stokes that have you hearing the laughter in a pub or feeling the chill morning air or hearing the beat of the swans' wings as they take to the air and glide across the levels. I'd rank her with Le Carré in that respect, and I'm not blowing smoke. It's my standard and Liz meets it and it's a gift I envy.
I hope Liz is still taking subscriptions. If she is, sign up if you can. If you do, you'll receive tales of the retail life with some history of Druidism and Wicca and life with dogs and cats added for seasoning. Highly recommended.
