The butterfly we caught the other day recovered from the shock of being placed in my coat pocket and flew away happily. I really thought it was injured as I tried to let it fly away several times. We gave it some food and water and it recovered in a couple of hours. Kind of fun. Also, I finished my story "Rose". My estimation of the story is that it is a great story and I think I have a fabulous idea for a series of books for young adults to help them cope with moral decisions they must face as they grow up. I think I'm a great story teller but a terrible writer. If I really wanted to have my stories written down I have a lot of work to do to get them to where I'd like them to be. It was an enlightening process though and helped me appreciate the seemingly effortless work of thousands of authors whose fruits we often enjoy for free (via the library or internet) And last but not least...my run...I don't want to run 5 miles a day anymore...help...I know I shouldn't give up yet but it takes so much longer. I felt fine today and got to run back with Sasha a little bit which was really fun. |