Kage Baker would have had us on the road 3 hours ago.
It is a kickass gorgeous day in Los Angeles – 77 degrees, light breeze that smells of new flowers, distant snow still on the mountains that otherwise look carved from jade and slate. The sky is full of transparent clouds like beaches and fishes’ bones.
I can only drive for an hour at a time right now. So I am going to go drive an hour in a random direction. I’ll sit for another hour and knit, somewhere beautiful – Tejon? The orchards of Santa Clarita? A beach? And then I will drive home.
Now I need to pack my fancy copper-coloured yarn and the #5 circular needles, fill my travel mug with coffee, and I’m off!
Have a good Saturday, Dear Readers.
Tomorrow: Holes in the Space-Time Continuum have to be large enough for cars