I was accepted last month for a week-long residency at the Rockvale Writers’ Colony, and am halfway through my week here now. It’s the first
I came down with Covid last weekend. I’m fine now, but have spent the week in isolation in my room, mostly lying in bed looking
I’ve finished all the trees except the very most foreground one. That has the branches and trunk where they will be, but the layers that
I’ve been spending the week getting up at 5 am and, because my brain is wrecked by my day job this week for anything creative,
Perfected this recipe to my tastes yesterday, but it’s not really a crumble anymore since I put all the oats on the bottom (I like
Mural progress: the foreground trees have trunks that looks like trunks now! I have a few more layers of progressively darker purples to add but
It’s hard to hear, since Alan was in the living room and I was in the home office, but Alan was playing Stardew Valley and
Amused that half of the wild turkeys in our backyard earlier today opted to use the trail we’ve been working on.
The foreground tree trunks are starting to have some texture and the smaller of them has branches now.