Meandering on Monday with Janet Lane Walters - #BWLAuthor #MFRWAuthor #Vacation #Thoughts

Meader 1 Reading - Not as much last week as usual since I was on vacation. Did read several of Mary Balough's Regencies while on the plane and waiting for luggage to arrive.

Meander 2 = Thoughts - Had a great visit with my daughter and grandchildren in Florida for six days. So great to see them again. COVID meant three years since I saw my daughter and son-in law and five years for most of the grandchildren. They are doing wonderful and having good lives. All are working and moving forward in life. Was great to have hugs galore and also being taken care of by the children. Hopefully they';; come here. I'm eighty six and traveling isn't like it used to be. Went to Gatorland and saw creepy creatures. Interesting day. Went to Universal and went on a lot of sort of rides. Some were good and some strange and one or two not good at all. Then had a down day when all wevt to a water park. Not wanting to risk sunburn I stayed at the house and slept and wrote. Was nice. On Wednesday ate at a Chinese buffet. Great food with an enormous selection of many dishes. Several great crab ones. Ate too much but that was all right.  On Wednesday at Universal ate with daughter and son-in-law at an English pub. I had fish and chips. Really good. On Saturday evening we ordered from an Italian deli. I love pepperoin pizza but not as good as what i get here. The crust was burned so took some of the taste away.

Meander 3 - Writing - Even though I was away, I managed to write a scene and start another.  This is good. Bit I'm back and will be hitting the pen and pencil as well as the computer. 

Meandering on Monday with Janet Lane Walters #MFRWauthor #poetry

Meander 1 Poem - Easter

Easter

Morning comes on padded feet.
Grief and sorrow, tears are shed.
The stone is gone!
A vacant shed greets the weeping eyes.
Now where/ Now where?
The voices shout.
A vacant tomb - a missing rock.
The soul seeks recognition
Among those it once knew well.
They do not know.
They cannot see.
It does not seem the same.
Im. Ia.
Why don't you know?
I am the tortured soul.
The light of morning floods the sky.
Soul triumphant resurrected.
Soul in ecstacy.

Meander 2 - Florida - Went to granddaughter's high school graduation. The moment I stepped from the air-conditioned terminal I wanted to return home. Temperature 93 and humid. My daughter thought the weather was not bad. So did my husband. I felt as if my blood boiled. At the graduation everyone else in the auditorium felt cold. I didn't. Perspired a bit. We returned home a few days later to nice coolish weather. Then today the temperature hit the nineties. Not in Florida. They had around 85 degrees. Seems I can't win.

Meander 3 - Writing - Going slow, very slow. Should have Seducing the Baker typed and ready to send off this week. Started my next project's rough draft today. Actually this is the third start for the beginning of the story. Once Baker is off I'll hit Kat's story and finish typing so I can move on to almost the alst draft. Be glad for that to finish.