A haven for a writer
Wayward House is becoming quite the little writer’s haven.
There’s a relaxing hammock in which to lounge with an inspiring book. (Lately, I’ve been absorbed by The Wolf in the Parlor: The Eternal Connection Between Humans and Dogs by Jon Franklin.)
There’s a lovely garden to stroll and pick up food for thought and food for the tummy.
Although the radish seed pods are all past the edible point, I like to nibble raw basil leaves. And if you pull back the leaves of the mutant squash plant that’s taken over the raised beds, you’re likely to find a fresh cucumber hiding.
But the best part of Wayward House for a writer is still in progress. Handyman Zach is building a big, beautiful back deck where we and the dogs can relax under the shade of the sycamore tree.
The deck is within range of our wifi, so unless it’s horrible outside, I expect to be writing all postsand freelance stories and Facebook status updates out there from now on.
I feel like an incredibly lucky lady right now to live with a guy who was clever enough to think of stringing up a hammock in our frontyard and capable enough to build a great big deck. I can’t wait until it’s totally done.
Thanks, Zach, for everything you do for me and the pack. We love you so much!
That handsome black thing is foster dog Charlie Machete. Head to the Adoptable page to learn more about how to make him yours.
Fellow writers and bloggers: Do you have a special place where you like to read, compose and relax? Tell us about it in the comments!