I look out the window and see all the soft pink blossoms and I want to swoon from the frothy beauty outside! I drive around, and see the petals falling from the trees and am constantly reminded of the opening scene of my novel, set in spring time.
And every once in awhile, I’m seduced to go outdoors and stand beneath the blooms and bask in the warming sun, seeing the bright shadows cast upon the ground. I am not a big fan of heat (I like the cold), but sunlight and warmth in late wintertime is a welcome anomaly. Springtime approaches!
But of course, after just a few minutes, I feel it. I feel the itch in my throat and nose, as if a grasshopper is making its way through my head.
Ahhhh. CHOO! Ah-choo!
So I lurch indoors.
Next week, I’m off to London, where the temperatures are still chilly, and spring is still a few more weeks away. I’m traveling backwards in time! I’ll miss Margaret Cho when she comes to town–the first time I’ve EVER missed a live show of hers–! But I’m looking forward to a break from my allergies.
In other news…I am still working on the novel (of course). Thank you for sharing stories with me–writing this novel is a lot like traveling backwards in time.