Good morning! It’s blog day, and if you want word from the land of teh gifted, too bad, I’m totally piking out.
My head is full of a conversation I’ve been trying to pin down for months now. Last night I finally heard the characters talking again, and the universe sent me a sign via Liz Gilbert, so I’m going to fiction before I kitchen and garden.
May you, also, get dirt, flour, wood, wool, or words under your nails today.