Or is it: suns rises, sun sets?
It sounds like I'm procrastinating, but in truth I'm under the weather. (as opposed to over the weather) I had no idea how taxing jet lag can be until we returned home from New Brunswick. In case you're not up to date on your Canadian geography, Cluculz Lake (central British Columbia) is over 2500 miles from Fredericton, New Brunswick (Maritimes).
The entire first day it felt as if the house were floating on the waves I could see outside. The wind's been up and Cluculz Lake is quite rough. The next day, I started leaning to the left. Turns out that a combination of the plane's high altitude and the chilly wind (ground level), I now have a nasty earache. I know, I know, I must see the doctor.
I'm only blogging because I didn't want you to think I'd gone away. And I will blog on the 3rd instalment of my journey to publication as soon as I'm back to my old self. First I need to complete the finally galleys for the ebook version of Dead Witness for my publisher, Lea Schizas at MuseItUp. (Nice plug, eh?)
I just wanted to say hello and to share last night's and this morning's shots of Cluculz Lake. It's so pretty here, despite the threat of winter.