But I digress! I am doing a swell job of
- cooking with the vegetables God gave us.
- really enjoying the weather.
- giving a bottle to a tiny baby.
- getting smiles and kisses from the one-year-old grandson.
- did I mention reading?
- tracking every stupid bit of commentary about the election.
- obsessing about comments on Scotland daughter's blog about the election.
- thinking about the writing.
Maybe the flies in my dream were not so many or quite so busy, and definitely not as creepy (although I find this video also beautiful, but that's just me). But mind in motion, catching the light--not such bad metaphors for writing, actually.