Today I love writing and it’s a good thing because today is a big writing day. I love that I have other things to do as well because that gives me reasons to get up and move around in between all the writing. I love that words sometimes hide from my mind, but mostly they march up into my head and out my arms, through my fingers to the keyboard and then onto the pages as if they were already assembled, clever little letter constructs that they are. I love that when I can’t remember a certain word I enjoy looking for it and especially enjoy when, upon finding the word I thought would be best I come across one or more that would be better. I love that today involves me in the creation of a radio show episode that I started working on for a few minutes last night and two blog posts as well and some notes for a live show that will be coming up in just under three weeks. I love that when I have a lot of writing that is demanding my attention with deadlines, I often will write other things as well at the same time, just because once I get wound up I sometimes can’t get myself stopped at just what is required of me. I love that I get to do something that brings me joy, love that I get to do the thing I love to do.
Today I love these days of dull grey dampness, two of which have been foretold for today and tomorrow. I love that the coming weekend, at this point, looks like a hot summer one and that makes me happy. I love that the plans for today may also include pie crust making because I’m all out of them and that just will not do, though they may end up not getting made ’til later in the week, but trust me, they are on my list of things to do that I love doing. I love that this week of slightly cooler temperatures is the better time for pastry making, pastry in the heat is a sticky business.
Today I love that peaches have arrived in our house again, it being that time of the year, and they are making their appearance on our grills and in our porridge and possibly some of them will end up in my jam jars before this season ends. I love telling people that, as far north as we are here in my Canadian city, there was at one time a production peach orchard a little farther north of us at one time and the only reason it is no longer in production is because it is on land that was appropriated by the armed forces as a training facility back in the late 1930’s or early 1940’s.
Today I love drinking coffee while I dream about peach jam and homemade bread.