Last week to go... and then it's summer...

At last, the week we've all been waiting for...

It's a foggy Monday morning, both outside and in my noggin. What a week last week was, which, to be honest, went along a lot better than I'd predicted. And graduation was good, too. So, now I'm left with two kids in class for the next few days. Today, they will present their projects. Then what? 

I'm going to show a film. Okay, one that is adapted from a series of books that I happen to think is insanely fun, Ransom Riggs' Miss Peregrine books. They are technically young adult fiction, but I love them all the same. So, since it's creative writing class, why not? 

That said, I am hopeful that I'll finally get the garden finished up. Well, as finished as I can. I ordered another raised bed box (of course I did), this time to plant a whole new strawberry bed. We have a kind of rocky/gravelly area that, at the moment, is hosting a pile of nothing important. But the space is potentially perfect for a new raised bed, and I, for one, don't want to spend an hour weeding the strawberries again. So, the box is ordered, as are the honeyoe strawberries (cold hardy). That'll be a little project for us in about ten days, when everything gets here. Unless it gets here sooner. 

But today, I'm off to work, and the same until Friday. Then it's freedom--- well, flexible time-- and I, for one, am grateful. I am not doing any conferences this summer, but I do have a writing weekend scheduled for July. The rest of the time will be watching Holly, doing some cleaning and sorting projects, and, I hope, working with poems to create a full-length manuscript. 

O, speaking of poems...

My book release "party" -- me reading some poems, signing books, and then opening up the floor for a community open mic-- is set for Saturday, June 27th, 3:30pm at The Frost Place. 

As Bob says, "You come, too--"

Thanks, and hug your favorite folks.

C