Mombie – a bit of everything

Just a tree

There’s something I really like about the way this tree meets the ground. I’m a little concerned that it should be in deeper soil but in the meantime, the way its roots dig in is very pleasing to me.

A tree trunk with visible roots digging into the ground.
Image description: The bottom part of a tree’s trunk digs into the forest floor. Four separate roots point outward and downward from the trunk into the ground. It seems firmly anchored and deliberate. There are small green plants here and there amidst the brown dirt of the forest floor.

Writing is a challenge

So, I had planned to get some work done on my novel this week.

Spoiler: I have not.

There are very real reasons for this – it has been a jumbled week, I had a lot of other tasks on my list, I was sick…

But I did have time and energy to write.

What I didn’t do was the very thing I advise all my clients to do.

I did not get specific about my writing plans.

‘Work on my novel’ is not a specific plan, it’s a very general one. And besides, how will I know when I’m done?

‘Write an argument between Mike and Bug about the missing key chain’ – that’s specific.

I need to get that kind of specific about my next set of writing plans.

Unfortunately, that takes some forethought and planning and my brain is not cooperating on that sort of thing at the moment.

Brains can be such jerks.

A photo from a recent walk

I have always love Dogberry trees and when I found out that they are actually Rowan trees – the same Rowan trees mentioned in all kinds of magic fiction – I liked them even more.

A cluster of red berries in front of small green leaves
Image description: a close-up photo of part of a dogberry tree – a cluster of orange-red berries in front of leaves.

I keep forgetting that colds are a thing

My husband had Covid last week but none of the rest of us got it.

Meanwhile, today, I have a cold – gravelly throat, an out-of-it feeling, and chills.

He didn’t have those symptoms and I have tested 4 times in the last week (including earlier this evening) and given how his timeline worked, I would have been testing positive by now.

I was feeling a bit puzzled

“I’m sick but it’s *not* Covid?”

“And it’s not a migraine?“

“What is this?“

Oh RIGHT!

Colds are a thing.

In all these years of wearing masks, I had kind of taken colds off the list of things that happen to me.

And now I am wearing a mask around my house, something it never occurred to me to do before Covid.

Now it is so normalized and so civilized.

I guess before we just treated viruses as inevitable?

Weird, hey?