Friday Afternoon

It’s early Friday afternoon as I write this and, after a busy morning, I’m ready for a break. Seems like a good time to pop in and say “hello!”.

I’ve spent the morning working on Story Circle Network business–wrapping up the blog competition (winners will be announced next week) and getting ready for the poetry competition which will open to submissions in a week or so. That, and some behind-the-scenes work at, finishing up my piece for my writing group that meets tomorrow morning and choosing a prompt for the next month, starting delicata and sunburst squash in the laundry room, planting lettuce and sweet peas on the deck, and splashing acrylic paint on a canvas. Oh, and also calling to check on the progress of Goldie, my MacBook.

My poor baby went to see the smart folks at Geek Squad on Monday and left on a road trip to Vancouver to see the Apple experts yesterday. I’m lost without her. I pulled out my clunky old Dell to use until my MacBook is back home,  and am dealing with it hanging periodically and a keyboard that keeps messing me up since I’m now acclimated to the MacBook. Thank goodness I keep my files in Dropbox and not on a hard drive or I’d be in BIG trouble now.

Here in British Columbia, the vax pass mandate has been lifted effective today. Now if only we’d let terminated employees and those put on unpaid leave return to work. I haven’t lost hope that common sense will prevail and that will happen.

April is starting out cool, windy, and wet. Every time it rains I think how nice it would be for the seeds I don’t yet have planted. The long-range forecast still shows below freezing overnight temps next week which is slowing down my plans. Ah well, all in good time.

Right now, the dogs are sleeping and I’m going to put my feet up, enjoy the silence, and read a few pages of my latest novel before Gerry gets home from his hike. Happy Friday, all.


I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.

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