Lois Lowry's Blog
Crisp November weather
Here is Alfie, in his hunting-season garb, so that his white-tipped tail wagging in the underbrush won't be mistaken for that of a deer.
Here's Susan Goodman a few minutes ago, snagging some of the last apples for yet one more dessert.
and here is Alfie again, munching on leftovers.
This is our last day here, and no, we have not spent all of our time cooking--and eating--apple crisps. We have made two fine soups. We have watched four episodes of "Breaking Bad." And we have both worked. Hard. Susan started a new book, despaired of it, was re-heartened, and continues to plug away with vigor. I returned to one in progress, added a new character and a few new plot elements, and got something of a momentum (which will now stall for a bit while I go home and then to Philadelphia for NCTE). Still, moving forward is always good.