I’ll be here for a few days, at Kalaloch Beach, probably NOT writing as I walk the beach and gaze at the sunsets.
Then I’ll be here, in the Hoh Rainforest for a couple of days, most likely NOT writing as I wander through forests of moss and gaze at wild herds of elk (and try not to get eaten by a cougar).
But then I’ll be back home, back to the routine, and back to writing π
I’ll…I’ll go ahead and hold down the Minnesota side of things until you get back.
No, no beaches for me. What? No, no pretty forests either.
*sob*
Have fun. π
I’ll be stringing red peppers on fish line while you’re away.
Kristine hasn’t even left yet, and Lori’s already gone weird. This was bound to happen sooner or later, I suppose…