Do you like the photo I’ve posted here this morning? I sure do, but I’m a sucker for cute, skinny guys in black and white photos.
Damn, it’s cold here today. And the sun is not shining. This is Florida; we don’t have this kind of weather normally. I had to bring in all the young plants from my back porch, and the orchids, or they would have died from frostbite. I feel like I am living in a refrigerator.
I spent a winter in Indianapolis once, and after that I said I would never live north of Orlando again. Now I remember why. (Okay, Martin, stop griping …)
I’ve got a busy day ahead. Edits on the Love Quest novel. Edits on the skater story. Edits on the Cassadaga novella. I’m not complaining, mind you. At least I’m working indoors where it’s warm. I’ve got the coffee going and I’m wearing wool socks. What more could I ask for?
Have a nice Tuesday, everyone.