Afternoon in an Igloo

I met AJ and his wife KA at Zambaldi this afternoon and we spent a couple hours visiting and drinking a beer (I had a root beer) in an igloo. It was chilly but we each had an electric blanket to keep warm and it was kind of magical when it got dark. Unfortunately it started freezing rain while we were there so the drive home was a bit of a tentative adventure but I made it just fine. No spin-outs or skids. I was glad that I'd salted the top of the driveway this morning when I finished shoveling the 1" of overnight snow.

The squirrels were possessed with madness this morning. Three of them kept chasing each other up the crooks and down the lawn, around and around, until two of them gave up and one took possession of the suet cakes feeder.

Today's flower was Dill Stems. Not really flower-y but also not difficult to paint. I learned that I press too hard on the brush when I'm making dots of paint. I got a lot of practice trying not to do that. Maybe I'll paint them again tomorrow for more practice.

And I forced myself back to the table after I came back here to blog so that I would draw today's gratitude journal page on THE day. I have to get back in the habit. I've been slacking too long.

This evening I finished the latest read-through of the manuscript. I still think there's a gap in the story or there should be more of the story before the thrilling climax. I've got to put my mind to it and see what I come up with. Something more has to happen to Rose, right? Her life can't be all sweetness and light. Oh, and my brother said that he'd downloaded all of my eBooks and has them on his iPad. He hasn't read them yet but he will. That made me feel good.

I was so glad that I put on my thrift store Irish wool sweater this morning. It kept me nice and toasty in the igloo. My feet got a little cold but that was because the floor is the concrete patio. I love this sweater. It's a little too warm to wear every day but on cold days it's the bomb.

--Barbara