Not at my desk…
June 1, 2008 § 1 Comment
Sometimes, you have to walk away from your desk. The manuscript, the words, just won’t move. Your fingers freeze up, poised over the keyboard. Tunnel-vision sets in; you lose your perspective. But there is a world out there, and right now, it’s a summer world (finally).
Such was this Sunday morning. Grabbing a camera, I headed to Longacre Farm.
The work will wait. You know that it will.