THIS:
I mean, right?
This is our property on Casper Mountain, in Wyoming. IN JULY. People, Wyoming is that green like, once a year. One single day. In MAY. But July?
Leaving this behind for the East Coast, even knowing we will always own it and can forever return, was hard.
Luckily, I have my WIP. Which is like all *makes wobbly hand motions* THAT, all the time. In my head.
Also, this (Black Dub's Tiny Desk Concert at NPR, which I may have already posted, but COME ON):
So that is a peek into my brain as I'm doing revisions.
What's in all yours?
