The sky is a chalky blue, contrasting with the red soil. The sun has made it out from the clouds of last week, and you can feel the humidity climb as it disperses the moisture from the ground into the air. The paved road snaking thru the protected forest is dappled in sunlight and shadow, bars of muggy heat and simple mugginess. I have been walking in the forest, getting reacquainted with the area. It has been a time of peace and of rest, and it does me good. I breath and walk, and enjoy the simple things of life.
Sadly, it makes for quite poor story material. I shall have to find a mountain lion tail to tweak, or a silly girl to rescue out of the woods. For my readers, of course.
Wherever you are, Be There 