Tuesday, August 12, 2025

     We still meet to write on Monday mornings at my house. We talk and then do timed writing and then talk more. A highlight of my week.  We are not trying to be great writers. Maybe we are just making writing fun.

     In the afternoon I slowly walk on the deck with the walker. Back and forth two time and then sit on a chair to catch my breath.  It is a start. A blue jay is squawking, a black cat sits immobile in the brown dirt. The tall man takes out the garbage bins to the street.

     My fluffy support animals are on temporary vacation from their place on the coffee table. Time for a change.

     I watch another episode of CHELSEA DETECTIVE on Acorn. Couldn’t quite follow the story but good enough. I am still reading Elly Griffiths novel, POSTSCRIPT MURDERS.