Tuesday roadkill report

[jhetley]

One calico kittycat out by the abandoned gravel pit, woodchuck at the far edge of the bog, muskrat at the near edge.

Windy today, temperature barely up to 60 F, but I needed a break from the proofreading. I hate proofreading. I have to read the words and punctuation, not the story, and I damn well _know_ what words and punctuation should be there.... And how an exclamation mark slipped into a dying. old. woman's. interrupted. speech. is beyond me. It isn't in the manuscript, and she didn't have enough strength or breath for an exclamation mark at that point.

More rhodora blooming out in the bog. Most of the apple and cherry blossoms are done by now, with the wind and the rains. Lilacs are just hitting their stride. Wife and I have noticed that the fancier lilacs, the pink and white and mixed colors, have much less perfume than the old-fashioned _lilac_ lilacs. Feh.

15.30 miles, 1:08:20

Comments

[starcat-jewel.livejournal.com]

If we lived at a more convenient distance, I'd be happy to take on the proofreading for you. I'm fairly good at it (though not professionally trained), and would have the advantage of not knowing what it was supposed to say.