Morning glory - what's left of the pot full, after the rabbit assault. It was a gloriously colored sunrise - this intense gold, though, was caused by the low grey clouds over much of the sky that reflected the sun back off them, and then took over completely, promising rain, but failing to deliver (once again) more than six drops. I felt my writing was like that, too - but it's getting there. I'll head back to LA with three new (well, new-ish) chapter drafts (and I'll then be ready for a rest ...)
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