Shoulder to the wheel...

Trout dinner last night was outstanding. A great time all around.

Roving bands of teenagers made for a tough night’s sleep last night, but it’s spring, juices are flowing, and folks have been cooped up for a long time, so tried not to sweat it.

Woke at a decent hour and came close to staying in bed rather than work. Sad to say duty won out.

Worked the newest story a good part of the morning, then went off in search of pots for the front yard landscaping project.

Came home, took a long nap, and now here I am—back at the keyboard.

Submitted an early copy of Born Blue to the ABR Jolley Prize. We’ll see what happens—but not for a long time, of course. Meanwhile, plugging ahead with all the other projects.

Cool, rainy weather coming in tonight. More of the same tomorrow.

Looking forward to the start of a new week.