Took a work break this afternoon to let Lucy run around outside-- as much as she can when she's still attached to me-- and the richness of color was too good to pass up. It doesn't show well by camera, but the trees almost glow with the moss and the damp. This is taken from up the hill at the back corner of the house. We're sort of situated in a bowl, with mountain ringing us on all sides, so the weather can be a little strange. The peak across the street wasn't even visible until close to 1 pm.
On the other hand, it looks like at least some of my plants and bulbs survived the constant bouncing between warm and freezing temperatures.

The ideas are coming faster than I have time (or space) to work on them right now, but I'm thankful for that. I know there will be a point where I feel strapped for inspiration again. In the meantime I'm just wishing I had another 8 hours or so of solid working time. Or that I could function well without sleep. I'm at my most manically creative between, say, 9pm and 10am... it's just that I really like my bed, too.
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