Friday, April 4, 2014


After a wonderful evening with my writing group I walked through the gently falling rain to my car.  It had been a good night of food, drink, laughter and writing- the kind of night that makes a lot of the tired of the work-week wash away.

Yes, I had proclaimed my own exhaustion before I got there.  Five hours later I'm home and feeling rejuvenated and ready for a good nights sleep.

1 comment:

  1. I'm right there with you on that post, Mary. It was a great night.