![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceI do feel kind of droughty; I've hardly written a thing since I got here. All my writing is unsettled, mostly unfinished. Today I first-drafted a short SF piece which I might aim at Nature, but not till it's better than it is. Groping for a half-completed thought: as I said, everything's unfinished, even the stuff that winds up at the end.
The garden too is droughty, but that's because it's been gorgeous out there: 80 degrees and pure clear sunshine all the day. All the weekend, indeed. Yesterday we went to a garden open-day, where I mostly thought "I wish this was my garden," in between garnering advice from the gardener; and in the evening to The Hunger Games. I haven't read the books, but I did appreciate coming out of a blockbuster thinking that it was really rather good, as against the other thing.
And tonight's dinner was lamb tagine with apricots, made in my favourite new cast-iron pot (thank you, Aliette!), with lemon couscous and our own cilantro & mint, and harissa (thank you, Berry!) on the side. With a fabulous bottle of wine (thank you, Matt and Crystal!), which isn't finished yet, astonishingly, so now we're going to slump on the sofa and write more thank-you cards. One last push, and it'll be over by Christmas...
The garden too is droughty, but that's because it's been gorgeous out there: 80 degrees and pure clear sunshine all the day. All the weekend, indeed. Yesterday we went to a garden open-day, where I mostly thought "I wish this was my garden," in between garnering advice from the gardener; and in the evening to The Hunger Games. I haven't read the books, but I did appreciate coming out of a blockbuster thinking that it was really rather good, as against the other thing.
And tonight's dinner was lamb tagine with apricots, made in my favourite new cast-iron pot (thank you, Aliette!), with lemon couscous and our own cilantro & mint, and harissa (thank you, Berry!) on the side. With a fabulous bottle of wine (thank you, Matt and Crystal!), which isn't finished yet, astonishingly, so now we're going to slump on the sofa and write more thank-you cards. One last push, and it'll be over by Christmas...