Hello, My Dears!
The heat is on! At least it is in my house–the new furnace finally arrived on Monday. The irony is that within 48 hours of installation, the temperatures climbed into the 70s. Isn’t that always the way?
I’m ready for Spring to get sprung. It’s almost time to plant the tomatoes, and I’ve been thinking about putting in a strawberry bed (but I’m also thinking about not putting in a strawberry bed. Lazy!).
It’s already mid-April in Milton Falls, and this week Florence is heading to visit with old college friends in Columbus, some of whom don’t quite understand this career-lady life of hers. The fact that Florence runs her own business might not make any of us bat an eyelash, but the ladies of her social set struggle with the notion. Why isn’t she married? Where are the babies?
The question that remains for me: What does Florence actually want? I think I finally know the answer … but characters have a way of surprising you sometimes, so I’ll keep my suspicions to myself for now.
This weekend we’ll have a new Story Guild episode of Diary of a Mad Quilter. We’re also going to feature the opening chapters of Diary of a Mad Quilter on this month’s free Quilt Fiction Podcast, so perhaps that will be a convenient way to get started on the story for any Story Guild subscribers who haven't dived in yet.
The first diary entry of the new episode comes from personal experience. Right before I wrote it, I had the terrible misfortune of picking up my phone to take a photo, only to have the lens pointed at me–and not just that, it was a below-the-chin shot, i.e. the most unflattering angle known to womankind. I’m not sure I’ve recovered.
You, of course, are gorgeous from every angle. Thanks as always for subscribing to the Story Guild. I couldn’t do it without your support!