Tuesday is one of my favorite days of the week. Usually, it is a day full of writing, reading and catching up on communication. It never ceases to feel luxurious. Today, I kept writing into the wilds of my next book (I hope), finished reading Cynthia Leitich Smith’s Feral Curse (Excellent) and caught up emails and social media. It is a quiet storm of productivity over here. Today, all the windows in the house are open. I am sitting on my beloved porch. The air is fragrant, cool, gently sunny.

on the porch reading
animals curled by my side
writing in heaven