The bad news is that I’ve been trying to get to the inner sanctums of my web site for more than a week so I could update y’all on what is happening in the writer’s life. Help from two sources proved futile. Then something clicked in there today. It was somehow different. I did my URL finagling, and voila. The damn thing is working.
The bad news is I forgot what was on my mind last week.
The good news is that I’ve been very busy: lovely folks in my Airbnb rental, a steady stream of them from all over the country and abroad; work is percolating and I’m putting in some extra days prior to vacation in August; the animals are healthy; the garden is growing. We had two days of intermittent and sometimes steady rain and the garden has popped. So far this season I’ve been blessed with strawberries, zucchini, kale, salad greens, a couple of Middle Eastern cucumbers, chard, broccoli, blueberries, and most recently haricots vertes–the most adorable little green beans ever! Wow, are they good. Tomatoes and a whole passel of raspberries are on the horizon.
There is mixed news on the place where I live. Some of you know I’ve been trying to partition my lot. So far I’ve been at it for a year with nothing to show for it. But my engineer (very capable) is working on it. At some point the City of Portland (you do not want to deal with the Planning Department…ever) will have to let me know one way or the other, should I live so long. Until that time, it’s just fine with them if they decide to put a street through my property/house and my hair is falling out.
The bad news is no writing. None. Are you surprised? Two things offer relief: chocolate and Breaking Bad. Both, unfortunately, very good!
The good news is my great tribe. I have the world’s best daughter. I have friends who’ve been with me for more than 40 years, plus a lot of new ones. And because of the books, I am making even more friends every day. You guys hold me up. We have some laughs. It’s all good. I mean, what else is there?
Every day we make the decision: is it good news or bad news? is the cup half full or half empty. We all get the chance to decide that every single day. Me? My cup is overflowing!