Note from Paradise

Awoke to quiet thunder this morning.  Edited my assigned story, listened to the rain, then headed out for yet another marvelous day at Martha's Vineyard. 

I set up with LJ before I left home, thinking I'd put up entries as Viable Paradise progressed, but discoveed I didn't want to report on and/or analyze the process as it happened.  Suffice it to say I've had great happiness regarding writing, a few bouts of weeping that had nothing to do at all with writing, and had my heart warmed with exceptional and blessed kindness.

I'll explain (some of that) later.