Pugs love the summer

Daisy, Diva, Dino, Divot, Dukie

(lol it's the 5 D's)

Fall is almost ready to take wing. Already this year’s young geese are flying in formations testing their aerobatics and skills. Hundreds of them in the traditional V formations are a magnificent sight when they come directly over the garden. I can almost feel their determination in the feathered whoosh of powerful wings and disturbed air currents.

We’ve had a wonderful summer and in a couple of weeks the leaves will start to turn, the rains will be back and the sun will rise later. A quick break at sunrise to sit under the wisteria hanging from the pergola and contemplate the awesome snow covered dormant volcano in the far distance. The panorama is almost eerily like a primordial dreamscape.

A writer’s words conjure up an image of the past, or maybe it is for a future world of fantasy. I have been busy creating a “pitch line” which condenses the essence of the new manuscript into a few words powerful enough to distill the crux of the story and hopefully includes part of the title. It is like a magical puzzle and a fun exercise. It also is crucial both for the potential reader, and for the writer to clearly focus on the core of the story.

It feels awesome to harvest the essence of summer into words and good memories.