Pretty much finished · 4:35am Feb 10th, 2020
Pretty much finished with revisions and updates. Double Trouble is ready and raring to go.
Very fortunate to live in Baltimare, Mareland.
Pretty much finished with revisions and updates. Double Trouble is ready and raring to go.
The pink of morning twilight,
The sprouting of new greens.
Promise
The blazing noontime Sun,
Lush meadows, woods, and forest.
Maturity and growth.
Evening dusk, shadowy and dim,
The harvest gathered, the baton passed on.
Fulfillment.
The dead of night, silent and dark,
Fond recollection and wistful regrets.
Completion.
Spring cut short, crushed underheel,
Summer a carrot to propel the wheel,
Fall a farce, completely bereft,
Tigger, one of my two cats, dashed past me when I came home late last night. I inherited him, and his brother Pooh, from my Mom when she passed away just about seven years ago. He has to be between 16-18 years old, and is a little cuddlebug.
That’s the last I’ve seen of him.
It was bitter cold last night--below freezing for most of it--and around 2AM I had to call it quits before my fingers froze off. His brother keeps prowling the house, calling out for him.
Well, the time has finally come, I’m afraid. The time every author must dread:
Editing.
No, no. Not editing as in “Boy, that’s a lot of missed commas” or “Can’t believe I misspelled [X] that many times!”.
No. Editing as in “Let’s whitewash some of the Sistine Chapel’s roof”.