It was so hot and humid outside today. The wind is strong so I've got all the windows open. Eliot has lain on all of the windowsills. Ky and I played ball while the rain barrel filled the watering cans. We have 7 tomatoes coming! The gooseberry bush is laden with berries, the strawberries and raspberries are covered in blossoms. And for the first time in seven years, the peony is going to bloom.
I have one last run through to do on the horror story in the morning before I send it off to be critiqued by a horror writer. Then I must resize all of Casey's photos so I can format his story while I'm in North Carolina in two weeks. After that, back to writing romance I go. I'm a happier person when I write Happily Ever After. I suspect the lack of romance, hope and the belief in the goodness of humanity are wearing on the global psyche.
Either that or everyone needs to toss a ball for their dog. Such joy is contagious.