One of our favorite spots in Butler is the Meridian Station. It is a gift shop and confectionary that sells all sorts of wonderful, unique gifts, along with coffee, candy, and Hershey's ice cream. They host car cruises every month through the summer out on the beautiful wooded lawn beyond their gazebo and we love to go check out all the old cars and trucks, taking a step back into times gone by, listening to oldies pumping out from the bandstand. Some nights, it's as fun to check out the people and the pets they bring as much as the cars. We stopped last night for ice cream and sat out on the front porch, enjoying the cool evening air and the quiet of the neighborhood.
|Trying to lick away the ice cream evidence.|
Then, in my typical OCD excitement over writing again, I pulled out a handful of my favorite writing/creativity books and plopped them on my nightstand. This is maybe a third of such books that I have collected over the years. I wonder if more wanna-be writers would actually write more if they didn't spend so much time reading about writing and the creative process. I keep thinking there's some magical formula, a great secret hidden in one of the myriad offerings I have stashed on my shelves...but I believe the secret is to just write. Just write.
Lastly for the day, checking on our parrotlet family, I noticed a chip on our second egg! Baby One is five days old with a full gullet in this shot, and if you look very closely at the top egg, you can see the little v-shaped chip! I thought he'd hatch some time during the night, but after checking the nest box this morning, there's been no further progress on the chip. And so we wait...