1) We saw a pair of red-bellied woodpeckers nesting in a dead snag, yesterday. I have never seen a red-bellied woodpecker before. The male and female had somewhat different cries, which was interesting, and the male's head (I assume it was the male, because he was outside the nest and the other bird was inside) was a brighter red.
2) Abby Irene just gave me a motivation. Thank you, Abby Irene. She is such a joy to work with.
3) Snippet from Seven for a Secret, because I rather liked this bit:
Abby Irene folded her aching hands. "It is just possible," she said softly, "that this is the opportunity we have been waiting for."4) The cat just totally fell asleep sitting up. Yes, I pushed her over. What do you take me for? (Apparently, she was exhausted by sleeping on my head all night. Hard work, that!) New indoor sport: cat tipping.
Sebastien's thin mouth tensed. He had known before he spoke to her of it, she saw. And he was too much the gentleman, still, to point out that we in this case meant Abigail Irene Garrett, and the wampyr who indulged her insane schemes.
5) *toil, toil, toil*