Hummingbirds In The Writer's Refuge

Since returning to Black Squirrel Run I haven't felt any enthusiasm for blogging.

There's not much I have wanted to do other than engage in debauchery with TheSpecialOne and TheRedhead, play golf and hang out in The Writer's Refuge.

I was out with a camera yesterday. Unfortunately I was only able to get one hummingbird shot early in the day, the others came as evening was approaching.


I have one more blog post I need to write that will wrap up the story of The Last Road Trip.

The Master Baiter has been fielding inquiries regarding a book deal. When the first one came to my Inbox I set up a filter to automatically forward those messages to him so I don't have to look at them.

He's received a number of requests to set up meetings to talk about a movie.


Once I write the concluding installment that I made reference to earlier I have no intention of expanding the story beyond what I've shared here.

My friendship with Al is not something that's for sale.


Writing a post addressing a particular group of "friends" I have, make that had, in the stumbletron is a priority for me in terms of blogging.

The Super Bowl XLIII champion Pittsburgh Steelers are going to training camp this week. I'm sure I'll sit down sooner than later to look at that.

Sarah Palin's resignation is a good story. I've talked to some people in Alaska, but going up there isn't something I'm inclined to do at this point.

There's no shortage of material, what's lacking is the motivation to write it.


I've started reading Nixon's Shadow [The History of an Image] by David Greenberg.

While TheSpecialOne's asleep I'm going to pour a glass of Johnnie Walker Blue Label, roll a few numbers and read a bit.

Ciao

Photographs by Kilroy_60