As soon as Mercury Retrograde ended, my manuscript arrived from the editor. I’m excited to tackle the revisions, though I allowed myself to take it easy today. It was a rainy day, and all of us here in Houston succumbed a little to our PTSD from Harvey. Holly doesn’t even want to go out to pee.
I painted a coyote, remembering another magical encounter from our trip to West Texas: the coyote we saw at night when we went to see the Mystery Lights.
