With every inch of rain, our world gets
smaller. One inch Wednesday and I only managed to walk Lucy as
far as the creek rather than our usual two thirds of a mile down the
road. Then another inch and a half yesterday and I only make it
to the alligator swamp before turning back in search of dry feet.
But rain is good for making me settle down with the laptop and finally
start plugging away on the natural history book I'm supposed to be
co-writing. I hope that beginning is the hardest part --- I spent
seven hours yesterday writing version after version before finally
settling on one page I like. My usual rate is more like a page an
hour for first drafts --- I'm putting the extra six hours down to
figuring out the theme and tone of the book. I hope....