This weekend will be spent writing the Best Of assignment I have for Louisiana Life due Monday.  Have all my materials ready; about to move the laptop from the Ernest Hemingway room to the living room where I feel like writing.  It’s bright, sunny and beautiful this morning,the newly risen sun has made a bright square of gold on the wall, painted with the shadow of the opened blinds, a bit of the bricks that edge the outside, and the squat little translucent turquoise jar that holds the scented perfume sticks sitting on the sill that Mildred gave me.

Almost went for a sunrise ride around Bayou St. John this morning, but I will write instead.