Yesterday, we did our weekly trek through nature, this time at the northern edge of Gatineau Park, and though the temperature was 31 degrees Celcius, it felt quite pleasant in the shade of the trees and under a light breeze. Flowers everywhere, dragonflies buzzing, birds chirping and running through my mind was Rodgers and Hammerstein’s June is Bustin Out All Over from the musical Carousel. We ended up walking for two hours, covering about 7 kilometres of woodland, open glades and over hill and dale, as it were. Of course, the rest of the day was spent in lazy repose, our fifty-something bodies having given their all. As a result, I didn’t quite reach my word count goal for the first draft of Howling Stars, but since I’d written over 5,300 words on Saturday, I forgave myself for only writing 1,100 words on Sunday.
Flowers as far as the eye can see:
And the remains of a tree:
But, it’s Monday and back to work. Zack Decker’s latest adventure won’t write itself (sadly).