And this morning, I sat down at my desk to write – in longhand for a change – and heard the increasingly louder baaa-ing of sheep filling my ears. SHEEP. In the field across from the backyard (garden). SO not in Glasgow anymore.
Move completed, but only mobile wireless internet so no new pictures until later – must use our online time sparingly. Revising a manuscript for sub to a new editor after yet another kind rejection of SISTER CITIES. I’m wondering – again – if I really know how to write for MG! But, my SAM says it’s too early for me to be fretting, so we’ll see.
Meanwhile, the sheep send you greetings.