In which it looks like Autumn and feels like Winter, and I keep on (w)ri(t)ding
It's not very warm out there.
|Wool undershirt, polarfleece overshirt, silk scarf, down vest,|
windproof polarfleece tights, wool socks, wool hat
(Not pictured: wool gloves, silk helmet liner and helmet)
The trailer has been in the shop (driveway) awaiting repairs for the last two weeks. I haven't entirely pined away.
I've been writing...
|Fox "helps" by adding random characters and resting his snout on the CAPS LOCK key|
...and I've been riding.
|Building my canter skills, thanks to goodpony Dar (and Dory)|
It's been a couple weeks well-suited to hunkering down with my NaNoWriMo project, making soup, and keeping the woodstove going.
|Not a black/white photo: this is the sky.|
But as soon as the trailer was declared "FIXED"
|Happy Dragon, happy Dragonrider|
And it was GOOD.
Granted: we rode for two hours, and then came home
and I built a fire in the woodstove and
hunkered down with the laptop
and a bowl of soup.
But that's good too.
UPDATE: Ten minutes after I published this post, the rain started bucketing down peas-and-carrots. I think I'll make some cocoa to drink while I sit in my fireside chair and write!