It’s still about 90F where we moved from, while we have our pellet stove going. We have moved to the best place in the world, and that’s all I have to say about that.
Writing is happening, though I have yet to encounter the male lead of the story. I have a very clear picture of him (and he may surprise you, if you’ve read my previous work), but he isn’t named yet. Hmm. Hmmmmm.