The Longest Rain of the Year

Today is the longest day of the year. Unfortunately, I won’t be able to see how long the sun is up because it has been raining all day and it is still cloudy.

I woke to heavy rain, but for me that just meant I would be working inside. I spent the morning putting up cedar cladding, and had to dash outside at one point to tie my large wooden window box upright again. It hangs suspended from trees IMG_8082_smallto keep the slugs at bay, but due to the weight of water, I suppose, one of the ropes had broken and it was sagging. I straightened it and then went back to cutting wood and fitting it into the increasingly tight gable end. I am nearly done that now, and soon can start on the floor.

Some of the afternoon I read, and then I worked on my vesta cover4 copyVested Interest novel, which is another hard science fiction near earth novel about the importance of space resources. I am nearly done this edit and I think I will release it soon. I should accomplish something this summer. I also wrote up a description of my solar power system, in case anyone is interested in such things out there.

The rain has stopped for now, so the creek should be falling over night in preparation for my departure tomorrow. I am driving to Moncton to see Chris so we’ll see what that adventure brings.

About Barry Pomeroy

I had an English teacher in high school many years ago who talked about writing as something that people do, rather than something that died with Shakespeare. I began writing soon after, maudlin poetry followed by short prose pieces, but finally, after years of academic training, I learned something about the magic of the manipulated word.
This entry was posted in The Cabin, Writing and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink.