|America: Sculpture by Will Ryman|
The barn swallow is found all over the world and it's the most common swallow of them all.
This morning, Husbandman and I woke up early and sneaked out of the house. #1 Son is home for a visit and we had musicians sleeping in all the rooms, hither, thither and yon. We figured they wanted their morning sleep because that's how musicians seem to be we've noticed.
So like I already said we sneaked out and we went to breakfast. Then we browsed through our local book store. I bought a book called Designing Your Life: How to Build a Well-Lived, Joyful Life. I actually feel I'm living well and joyfully most of the time, but maybe there are a few tips in there that could be game changers. Who's to say?
Then we went to Leonard Springs and took a hike. We saw the barn swallows zipping about over the sludgey pond. I'm pretty sure they were barn swallows. Maybe they were swifts. Or house martins. Who knows?
Now it's time for me to get back to editing the book. I have ten files and two weeks. This is my last chance to make changes. Husbandman has strongly suggested that I not make changes, but there are always a few sentences that need tweaking here and there. On Friday, the publisher also sent me a PDF with some samples of the book's design---the cover and some of the inside pages. I can't wait for all of you to see it. I think the book looks splendid so far. I'm so freaking excited!!!!
Basically this is turning out to be a damned good Sunday.
Monday, you've got a hard act to follow, my friend. And big shoes to fill.