Another year, and I’m ready to give it all I got. I celebrated first at a writing retreat with with some of my best friends. We shared work, some fairly heavy duty (for us) critiques, terrific home-made food and late night conversation. Mother Nature was in a benign if slightly elegaic mood, and some of us took a last, langurous swim in Lake Erie.

Home to phone calls with my girls and dinner with Paul. Topping the day off was this post.  Be sure to scroll down to see the photos of PHOEBE and DIGGER sprung to life! (And my librarian friends, I feel sure Eric got all the sand out of the book before he returned it!)

Thinking ahead now to a week of school visits and then leaving for my four week fellowship in Vermont. Reminding myself that all new experiences, even happy ones, hold an element of terror, right?