No rock friends. Have a misty, storybook view of my walk.
We’ve had some serious thunderstorms and rain these past few nights. This morning I discovered my rock friends have been washed away!
I hope by tomorrow they’ve found their way back into their trees. If not, I may need to search for them. (Yes, I realize I may be too heavily invested in this rock friendship.)
In actual writing news, I’m making good progress. I’m about 60 words away from an even 3,000 for this writing session. I’m compelled to get back to the manuscript–if only to make it an even number.
So with that, I’ll leave you to your Sunday.
Writing Wrongs 