I wake to rain, and gray, and a text from a friend who lives a short distance outside of town reporting snow at her house. It’s a perfect morning to hunker down in the woman cave and continue slogging my way through a challenging and pivotal chapter in the new book.
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On another note, I am pleased (read: over-the-moon-choir-singing-feet-dancing happy) to report that I finally managed checkmate in yesterday’s lunchtime chess match with Gerry.
Another glorious photo. And checkmate! 🙂
Ha! Thank you!