April 30 – May 4, 2018
Sorry, this is late today. But I finished a hard story, the lilacs are going for world domination, the robins think they own the place, and I was unable to stay inside and type.
Why is it that writing about people who are normally-good is so much easier than writing about people who are just-plain good? And who are those good people anyway? I don’t have answers but I sure do love and admire those guys.
Cassie goes amongst the anti-vaxxers, hoping to find rationales. hopes, fears, something with which she can find common ground. Instead she runs into rock-hard adamance and some really dicey genetics.
Maybe feeling a little down and house-bound, Becky heads out of the city and into this country’s heartland, and figures out as she goes why it’s called that, the heartland.
The Atacama Desert, says Sarah, makes the Sonoran Desert look like a rain forest, it’s so dry and lifeless. Except for the underground creatures and the birds, the poor birds who drowned in the desert.
Craig is rummaging around in the outback again, this time with a sculptor who’s interested in geology and a large, unlikely rock.
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Photo: Brian Wolfe
Yes you are right we should admire those guys who are good charectorwise.
Nice sharing.