In Loch Adair

 Saturday.  I suspect things will be busy at work since the weekend is now official.  Live goods are coming in by the truckload as we ramp up for spring.  Right now we have drizzle.  Tomorrow a more steady rain is expected.  Of course, I'm scheduled off.  That's fine.  Right now most of my time at home is spent finishing up The Body in the Loch.  I do enjoy the process, the research, developing the plot, putting the words into the computer, however there is a point when, like a very pregnant woman, you just want it to be over.  For those interested, I have about 60 pages to go until the final edit is finished.  Yippee!!

And, of course, spring is just a few weeks away.  My brother asked if I thought we were going to get anymore snow.  There's a dusting out there now, but the temps are going to hit the mid 50's (F) again so... no, I don't think we're going to get any more snow.

Deciding how I'm going to set up my garden is one of the things I need to work on.  Last year I attempted potted tomatoes... and got very little fruit.  The potted peppers, on the other hand, were abundant.  So, I'll need to think about what I'll pot and what I'll just stick in the ground.  One thing I was happy with last year was the fact that the dogs didn't eat the peppers, a problem in the past.

For those who are interested, the lyrics from this song made the cut in the final draft.  Now, all you have to do is wait to find out how they fit into the discovery of a body floating in Loch Adair.

I sent my brother a text yesterday regarding the golden statue of our loser president and... he replied saying he's done with Trump.  We have not had a serious discussion on the subject, but I'm suspecting the attempted coup attempt on January 6, may have had something to do with it.  Or perhaps it was the image of Giuliani's sin bleeding from his pores.  You know what I'm talking about.  We thought he was having a bad hair dye day, but to a devout Christian who believes in signs... they saw his corruption running down the sides of his face.