Saturday, March 26, 2022
A lovely family walked into the store. Three little girls eager for chickens and their parents caring and accommodating–the kinds of people who make my work very pleasant. Each family member picked out a special chick. They took home half-a-dozen babies with accoutrements.
Here at home, the earliest hour in my mornings still has me working on the “aviary article.” I actually thought it was done, and then decided not. While looking at the same paragraph repeatedly, I find that each reading sends me hunting for different (better) words.
Happily the major portion is on paper. The current phase of micro-adjusting doesn’t sound half-bad, huh? But it’s challenging, because one little adjustment here or there means more adjusting ahead. The ideal is to weave a “clarity of direction” in chains of thoughts and activities.
Dear Friends: “The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on….” Diana