I've strolled, I've written my letter, done some chants, started yoghurt, eaten my breakfast and talked to a few humans.
My boss - The Wild - says I can write for a couple of hours then I must go out again and pick berries, or, if it is warm enough, loll on the beach. I am allowed to sketch or paint as well, as long as it is outdoors. I suppose I could also write on the beach - not revise but write - I have a poem stirring from the trip home.
So I will do at least two tomatoes (go here - Pomodoro - to find out what I'm talking about). Alright - pitter patter I'm flying atter.
Here are a couple of photos from my trip to Nova Scotia that I finally got loaded (I took over 400 so...) The first is the wondrous Pinware River outside of Red Bay, and the other is the lighthouse at L'anse Amour on the south coast of Labrador.