. . . to the chair to start some serious writing.
Some of you know that I waltzed Matilda through Australia earlier this year (March-April), and since then I've been enjoying my new home and activities (swimming, knitting, learning to play the ukelele, doing good in the community) along the St. Croix river.
As I travelled alone through Australia, managing to keep my hands busy (and off the hot men), I knitted eight penguin jumpers for the critters at Phillips Island in Victoria.
The best part, of course, was listening to the amazing stories of the people I met on trains, planes, in hostels, and on the street.