Another week zipped by. I googed off for two days, so inevitably I got less done than usual, but I think it did me good. My writing chums have been busy, and I’ve done quite a bit of crtiquing. I keep making notes for the next novel. I still don’t feel I did much. These photos are from a hike up Barranco de la Madera on Thursday. I also went…
I’m happy to say that Chai Latte has gradually made an almost complete physical recovery from her horrible accident in October. She can run around and jump almost as fluidly as before and wash all the hard-to-reach corners again. The most noticable damage is her saggy belly from the hernia and subsequent infection. Her personality’s changed a bit, though. She’s extremely nervous of traffic now, which isn’t surprising. She’s also…
It’s mostly been a “more of the same” type week. I’ve read more of “Murder by Starlight” aloud, and now I’m up to chapter 78, so 10 more chapters done. I’ve carried on practising touch typing, and I’m slowly getting there. I’m still doing 10 ideas a day, not always plot ideas for the next novel and it’s getting easier. I also spent quite a bit of time working on…
I had a double dose of walks this week, one to the old church at Puntagorda and one around La Salemera. I’m not getting noticeably fitter, but I had fun and took lots of photos. I’m reading through “Murder by Starlight” aloud. The friend who recommended this is quite right; you catch a lot of little things that you missed all the other times through. The trouble is, it’s very…
Thursday was my birthday. I’ve made 59 trips around the sun now. I celebrates with a walk from Cumbrecita because I hadn’t been there since March 2020 and I loved it. I don’t have any wonderful original wisdom to mark the day, so I’ll leave you with a quote from the Dalai Lama. Be kind whenever possible. It is always possible
I’ve been back at work for a week now, and I don’t feel I’ve got much done. It’s partly that I go in later because I don’t need to give my son a lift to school, but it’s mostly that Christmas in Spain doesn’t finish until January 6th, when the kings bring presents to good children. As a result, I worked a three day week, and some of that was…