We are in Maine

I am full of bliss. Delia is already hunkered down on the sunporch, working on WIZARD'S APPRENTICE. Tomorrow we may go to Blue Hill to look for books with colorful Maine sayings in them, which she needs for the book. And to see what the trees along the road look like. Again. Can't get too much of that. And if she considers picking blueberries to be Research, we'll do that, too. We will definitely go to the Blue Hill Fair (yaaaay! can't believe we made it this year!) to interview people about goats. Can't get too much of that, either.

Internet (and cell phone) access here is VERY limited, so if you don't hear back from me right away, don't worry. Closest wi-fi is up the steep drive & down the street to the steps of the one-room (open 6 hours/week) public library. And I don't know how many times Delia will believe that I'm just going out for cigarettes.

So good bye for now - I must go write some novel or other!