"All writing is travel writing, it just depends which direction you're going."
Sunday, June 24, 2012
The Squirrel Tells Me
The work of sawing wood awaits. I have to finish writing a book first (and perhaps a second one) but I must prepare for the winter. Between now and then I shall mow the lawn, but it will never replace the good work of creating firewood. Soon, Mr. Squirrel, I will attend to that pile (and the others). Soon.