February 11th, 2010

new england bare trees winter manchester

hey now, hey now

The Daily Commute 2010 02 03 002
Heck of a nice snowpocalypse you got here. Shame if anything... happened... to it.

Well, we got about a half inch of crunchy ice and an inch of fluffy snow atop that. Sort of a disappointment, but it does mean I can do the stuff I wanted to do today (including the annual February trip to Logee's greenhouse with batwrangler to bask in the tropical foliage, though I can't seem to keep plants alive in this house. Too cold, not enough light. Very sad.).

Supposed to be in the mid thirties and sunny today, so even this little dusting won't last.

Maybe New England has just... forgotten... how to snow. (Oh no, honey, I didn't mean that. It's just a... a slump. You've been rocking the bitter cold.)

My goal for today, workwise, is to get the next chapter of Chill edited and fill in any bits I need to add. It might even happen.

The appliance service people never showed up yesterday, and nor did they call. Guess I need to find a different company. Bah! (I know, unreliable appliance guy. What is the world coming to?)

I hear birds singing in the yard. Apparently they decided it was nicer here than in the southlands!
mythbusters adam mayhem

i've been a temptress too long

Managed to hash my way through what is currently Ch. 8 of Grail, and realized that I need some more Investigations before I get to the conference, and there's some travel time to fill, so something needs to go before it. This darned book refuses to be written in order, and I really need a nap.

What I've got is pretty good. It's just that I left most of the book out when I wrote it, apparently.

I keep pecking away, though. And my next peck is going to be the partially-completed chapter formerly known as Ch. 9. Which I can probably get through before I pack up.

Moar tea please.

ETA: Yep, done with that. Now I need to write the new Ch. 8, as soon as I figure out what happens in it, and then go back and finish the new Ch. 10. These are things that may happen tomorrow, because they qare unlikely to happen today.

spies mfu glower flowers

and turns me to gold in the sunlight

Today was one of those days that just got away. In some ways it was very productive--batwrangler and I hauled a cord of wood, we visited Logee's Greenhouse, I got through a chapter and a half of Grail, we had some excruciatingly bad Thai food for late lunch/early dinner, and I came to a resolution.handspun cashmere

The resolution is, the deathmarch to finish Grail begins tomorrow. Enough faffing about: I need this book written. There's only 150 pages left, and I can do 150 pages, by god. I'm Elizabeth fucking Bear, I can write 150 pages in 19 days. I need this draft out of my life.

Ahem.

So there's that.

There are also a bunch of pretty photos of plants, and hey, asciikitty, there's also a pretty ball of cashmere too small to make anything out of! It is pretty, though, and very soft. My mother was making noises about very small fingerless mitts.

I've started on the alpaca, which is Ace-colored and amuses me.

Here are some pictures of plants. (There's also a set with all the Logee's photos, if you follow back.) I bought a winter jasmine and a caracara orange. Still trying to figure out how to keep plants alive in this cold, dark house with Destructo The Kitten at large...

Logees 2010 02 11 059  Logees 2010 02 11 053  Logees 2010 02 11 052  Logees 2010 02 11 044  Logees 2010 02 11 024

(That last thing is a lemon, by the way. Yes, it is that big. This is one heck of a greenhouse, and every time I visit it, it confirms my desire to have a conservatory to write in.)
criminal minds reid runs like a girl

(no subject)

And miles of exercise accountability to go before I sleep.

2/11: 2 hours hauling wood; 1 hour walking
2/10: 22 min running; 3 min walking; 20 min yoga
2/9: 40 min running; 20 min walking
2/8: 1 hour climbing; 1 hour belaying; 20 minutes yoga
2/7: rest day
2/6: 22 min running; 3 min walking;
2/5: 60 minutes yoga (strenuous)