"It was imprudent of us, in the first place, to become authors. We could have become something regular, but we managed not to.
We were lucky, but we were also determined." Roy Blount Jr

"I don’t change the facts to enhance the drama. I think of it the other way round, the drama has got to fit the facts,
and it’s your job as a writer to find the shape in real life."
Hilary Mantel

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Pink Clouds

Cotton candy in the sky at the end of a lovely day.

No more heat wave, after several days of agony today was divine. The Chap spent 25 hours here, each one an improvement. I'm luxuriating in an evening that is still, cool, and calm.

We had guests yesterday, our Friends From the North Country and their dog Oliver, wee Ruth's handsome poodle boyfriend. Walks, swimming, a cookout, conversation on the porch, reminiscing about the wedding that took place here 1 year minus 1 week ago.

My dear little deer mouse is still living in its glass-walled habitat. It has burrowed a hole and seems comfortable. Still sleeps away the day and a bit more active at night. Plans for release back into the wild--at a distance from the cottage but a place as safe from predators as possible--have been formed, rejected, revised.

Here it is, sleeping sweetly tonight, on the surface and not in its hole. It likes being in the hole during the daytime.

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