Life happens. Death does, too. This hungry spider wrapped her prey into a tidy bundle, then feasted on the edible parts of her queen butterfly. And this ribbon snake found an unwary frog and had him for lunch. Please don't say "gross." This is just life, up close and personal. (You can see both images up closer if you click on the photos.)
Lots happening this week. Too much, really. Bill and I remembered the Bertram Library's Souper Supper on Friday night. I took a big pot of China's Italian Sausage Soup, which everyone seemed to like--at least, it all disappeared. But I completely forgot the Willa awards at the Women Writing the West conference in San Antonio! Actually, I didn't forget: I thought it was next week. Never mind that it was on the calendar, and that I was looking forward to it--it just disappeared from the radar screen. I hope you don't do things like this. I am wretchedly embarrassed, and apologize to all my friends at WWW.
Most of what's happening here is happening in the book (Holly Blues, China #18) or in the fall garden. We've been eating green beans, snow peas, and summer carrots this week. Last night (when I should have been at the Willa!) I was on my knees planting garlic. Also planted this week: spinach and beets. The weather gurus are predicting the low 30s next week, so I'm getting out my row covers. Oh, and I baked a pecan pie in the solar oven, and yes: I'm happy to report that it turned out just fine. Couldn't tell the difference between that pie and one baked in my kitchen.
In the book, forward progress, although I need to develop another storyline or two. I don't think there's enough material in the central story to fill out the book without a lot of padding, which I dislike. In a mystery, everything, even characterization, ought to be connected somehow with the plot. I'm always impatient with "mysteries" that are filled out with lots of stuff, the only purpose of which is to pad out the book to an acceptable length. Happens more often in cozies than in other forms of mystery, and I try not to let it happen in mine.
And of course, there is the election and the economy and the news about both to keep us all occupied. I'm a lifelong Democrat (I love Texas, but it's tough for a Blue to live in a Red state, where her vote doesn't count in the presidential election) and am doing my small bit for the cause. And the economy is on everyone's mind, because we are all personally affected, in one way or another: ourselves, our extended families, our neighborhoods, our communities. I'm thinking of all of you, and hoping that you're okay. It's a time to be mindful of the needs of others--and to practice tolerance, please, whatever your political persuasions.
Reading note. You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.--Friedrich Nietzsche