Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Water, cows and wet feet.

1. Coming to the top of a long, hot hill and hearing a water trough quietly filling.

2. Passing a field and smelling cows.

3. Horses had broken up the path into mud so I had to wade through the stream to clean my sandals.

Novel, coming back and ready for December.

1. In the early hours, I'm awake, all alone -- but I've got a new novel on my library app: a fenland gothic Saxon mystery called Mer...