Today I drew these little baby rats because maybe in its own way the year of the rat is lucky. It’s teaching us things. I have a new manuscript and all kinds of new skills. Also, I’m so grateful Laura didn’t cause major damage to the Island. As to Houston, we didn’t feel her at all.
Late at night I was texting with my friend on the Island. He said the streets were flooded with saltwater. He was worried for the trees. Trees don’t like to drink salt. So today, after he took stock and found there was no major damage to deal with, he watered them for good measure. They seemed content.
As to the dog and I, we spent most of our day resting. I’ve been missing the Island something fierce, having one of those moments when I thought maybe it was time to get a little place down there again.