Tonight’s picture: a threesome for day three. An anchor, a lighthouse, and a swordfish. So much fun to drive through the island and see the lights!
I woke up this morning feeling great! The bed here is like a slab of granite, but we put 2 inches of memory foam on top and what a difference. I’m a new person! I took the dogs out at daybreak, not realizing it was all of about 28 degrees on the beach, so we didn’t last long, but it was still lovely. Then I got down to work.
Writing fiction is an amazing process. I know my characters so well and I know the story inside out. Yet, when I start writing a scene, I suddenly discover new secondary characters, the houses I’ve only vaguely imagined suddenly become homes, and the emotions described in my outline are suddenly etched into the faces of people I’m coming to care about. I filled eight pages today, and I’m very pleased.
It warmed up this afternoon and the dogs and I played on the beach. Ordinarily, I wouldn’t let them off leash, but we were the only three souls for as far as I could see, so I let them run and you can see they had a great time. I did too: I found a perfect starfish, nearly a foot across! So beautiful. John, feet warm in his Wellies, spent all afternoon bent over in the cold as he took pictures of shells in the breakwater. I’m looking forward to seeing the results.
I can’t believe we have only one more full day here, but for now I’m living in the moment. Which reminds me. . . I have another snippet of time before bed, so I’d better get to work.