First Bloom

Today being a somewhat blah day, I thought that I would try to override a minor case of the blues by sidelining them with creative and not so creative diversions.  I was able to begin work on the second novel, ten pages' worth of pure gold (or at least ten pages of words), which I found to be a bit uplifting.

A childrens' book I borrowed from the ever resource filled public library was a fun way to breeze through centuries of Chinese history.

Finally, I have been following with much joy the rebirth of the house orchid.  A friend of mine told me of the difficulties of growing an orchid indoors, going on and on about how his boss has a greenhouse and such nonsense.  Never the sort to be deterred by even good advice (which it was not), I thought that was poppycock and proceeded to buy, enjoy the bloom of the orchid in its splendor, and water and wait.  Lo and behold, the first bloom that greeted mine eyes this very morning.

No greenhouse necessary for this here lovely specimen.