Or, mostly I’m still just going to yoga and sitting on the back porch reading novels and eating watermelon.
Writing: I haven’t been blogging about writing because I haven’t been writing. So to speak. The past couple of weeks have been engaged in various business things. Elena and Co will be out in about a year (or so). I know, I know. It’s long. But that’s the way it goes sometimes.
In the meantime, I’ve been working on a novella for Harlequin, and playing with the Four Inspired on a new paranormal collection that’s turning out to be a lot of fun. I’ve been catching up on emails and conducting a couple of classes. I’ve been reading a lot, which counts as work for any writer.
Cooking: I have thought about cooking, but it’s been hot and all I’ve been eating is watermelon. Yesterday, I felt slightly inspired and attempted some chile-spiced crepes with chicken and goat cheese. The crepes were lovely, once I got the hang of the pan (and what is a crepe but a pancake?) but the mixture inside wasn’t as appealing as I’d hoped. It needs something else…maybe pine nuts. Or some sharp cold vegetable. Not sure. We ate the crepes alone with a tomato salad.
Mainly, though, I have to say I’ve been eating watermelon. It’s good. It’s cool. It’s sweet.
Photos: I have been shooting photos, because there are no words in photos and pictures. It’s quite rejuvenating. Here are some of my garden.
St. Francis and the Begonia. I love the little tear on the begonia petal.
I didn’t grow lavender last year, but it is one of my very favorite scents and I like to look at it, too. I love to hang lavender wands in my closet and let the buds fall off into things. A surprise waft of scent when I put it on.
This one just felt calm and still, like a perfect moment of meditation.
Eventually, the hustle and bustle will begin again. For now, I’m enjoying the respite.