I spent the morning puttering around my garden; sweeping dried leaves off of the gravel path, scrubbing the pond filters, watering the plants, and just generally maintaining stuff. I felt constructive, even creative.
I then read a few more pages of Islandia, but I can’t make serious progress. The story is
In the afternoon I made a trip to a local craft store for extra votive candles, and bought some fake pumpkins that were on sale. When I returned home with them, I painted one with a Jack O’Lantern face, and put the rest on top of the stone wall on one end of the garden.
AWANA went well. We have a good group of kids, and the club seems more organized this year.
After returning home again, I placed