Irritated

And I know why too. My work has pretty much stopped. I have to get going again.

The last apples I left on the tree for bugs and beasts are proper fairy tale bursting red now (note to self: if I leave apples on the tree til the 2nd/3rd week in September, they're not mediocre cookers at all, but perfectly fine cooked or raw) they smell good.

A brisk wind blowing off the hill, moving the trees. I like it, feels fresh. Autumn is here and I'm ready.

Crabby mood ended

First draft finished. Rough as feck and full of holes.

My estimate is that this is going to need about 4 redrafts.

Still the awful awful bit is done.