… by mowing the lawn. I started out to mow yesterday, with one pair of parent barn swallows swooping around me, snapping up the bugs I kicked up. Ended with two pairs of birds diving in and out, often just ahead of the mower. So, who really needs Twitter?
I don’t have pictures of the present crop that the busy parents are raising, but this brood, almost ready to fly, was kind enough to pose a few years ago.
Just because, you know, sometimes it’s fun to talk about writing and research and all the odd little things about this business. Warning: I don’t have an MFA in writing. You probably won’t find any earth-shaking advice here. And you may get an earful on gardening from time to time, which has absolutely nothing to do with any of my novels. But if you’d like to drop in, you’re very, very welcome to join me. And with that–we’re open!