Don’t take that to mean I know what I’m doing. Seriously, who knew this 140 character stuff was so complicated? Expect me to tweet like a 5 year old in kindergarten for awhile. FYI, it seems every variant of my name is taken, so I ended up taking the handle @McConnellWrites. Come say hi.
Speaking of writing, that’s all she wrote for today. I’m deep into creating four different talks for 12 book tour events in February and March for The Education of Will. Not to mention the logistics of traveling to Milwaukee, Green Bay, Madison, Columbus, Denver, Seattle, Portland, San Francisco (or close to anyway), Boston and Philadelphia in a brief period of time, and arranging for AV, hotels, etc etc. Enough already. I do hope you’ll forgive me for being a bit less prolific on the blog during the next two months; things are already starting to feel like a bit of a roller coaster. Of course, the only person I really need to forgive for not writing more is myself, right? Oh wait… that’s what I wrote a book about–forgiveness.
In place of additional words, here are some more photographs from Nick Berard, who came out to the farm to take some photos for the book tour and website. I wish he could come every week and take more dog and sheep photos.
MEANWHILE, back on the farm: Ah, life in the upper Midwest. We’ve had rain, snow, and sleet, pretty much all at the same time for several days in the past week. One snowfall was so heavy (because it was mostly water) that it broke the supporting pole of our tent up the hill. Just getting the snow/water off the tent’s fly was no easy task. Jim did some serious makeshift carpentry to keep it all from collapsing until we can create a permanent fix. It’s hard to imagine that in a few months we’ll be able to sleep there again.
But, at least we are now looking at snow scapes, instead of mud or ice. The BCs are crazy happy, because now they can run and run to their heart’s content. I’m happy too, because I love to see them happy, and I love it when it’s pretty outside.
Here’s smiley Willie waiting for me to throw his toy; he’d just lifted his head up from the snow, and his flying snow mustache makes me laugh.
Here are some other views that make me happy. I’m so grateful that I took a Contemplative Photography course!
I hope you have something beautiful to look at too. I’d love to hear what making you happy right now. . .