Well, it's been a week, so I guess I better post something before my commercial sponsors desert me.
I am working on two pen & ink drawings. One is a walnut ink commissioned drawing of a house, and the other is a black-and-white drawing of
The corn is more than two feet tall and growing fast. I also planted a little more in the spaces between the peas and the spinach and the onions, figuring that those vegetables were about to expire, and the corn will grown in and take over the spots. The corn has sprouted, the peas are bolting and wilting, and the spinach is about worn out, so the plan seems to be working so far.
Helga gave us some bee balm, and I love it. It is large and bright, and it's the prettiest thing in our garden right now. I also ate some of the flowers, and they're interesting. They taste a lot like oregano with a little bit of a spicy kick to them.
I just finished a "Fafhrd and the Gray Mouser" novella called "The Snow Women." This was the first time I've ever read anything by Fritz Lieber, at least that I can recall. It was a decent story, and I might read some more of the stories sometime.
A few nights ago we were at a book store, and I commented to Kim that there are so many books that I'd like to read that picking up one and reading it seems like a terrible waste. How can I choose what to read next? Why bother? It's like being hungry and only getting a French fry.
Haven't seen anything.