Do I Control the Weather?

I had every intention of walking this afternoon but when I went to the door it was drizzling. So I came back here and worked on writing a Seaview Christmas story. I'd found the start of it, just over a page, in the Prose file and had a few ideas that I wrote down yesterday. Today I couldn't stop thinking about it so I dug in and wrote six more pages and haven't included all the ideas I came up with yet. I don't know what I'll do with it. Probably not include it in a fourth book in the series. Maybe I'll figure out a way to give it away to newsletter subscribers.

 

Then I went out to take a picture of this Stella d'Oro lily and it was spitting rain on me. I went back inside and it stopped. Lots of buds on there.

 

I drew a gratitude journal page after supper thinking I'd go for a walk since the sun was shining. Yeah, that stopped and it started raining. I guess I'll walk up and down the hall a few times and call it good. I went to the pharmacy this morning so I had to walk from the parking lot into the store and back. That's kind of like a walk, right?

 

I'm convinced that there are two young Orioles that come to the jelly and orange half. This one is the slim one. The other one's a little plumper and a little orange-r. Still no Hummingbirds.

 

The House Finches are helping eat the orange. They are dedicated to pecking away at it quite a few times each day. The Sparrows are more focused on eating the suet nuggets. And they're not afraid to share.

 

The daily prompt I picked today was Books. So I drew books. I drew a pile of books, an open book or two, and Seaview. I thought about coloring them in but didn't. I just wasn't in the mood.

 

The daylily in the garden bed beside the patio has sent up a loooong stalk with a couple buds on it. I'm afraid if it gets too windy the wind chimes will knock the buds off but maybe it's not a problem. Maybe I'm just looking at it wrong.

 

I had so much fun writing the Seaview Christmas pages today. I got to where I stopped for supper and wondered aloud how I manage to write like that for hours. It just seemed to flow out my fingers without a ton of effort. Watch. Now that I've written that I'll get writer's block and be unable to write for days. Way to jinx yourself, Barbara.

--Barbara