Welcome, I’m Mary Louisa Locke, the author of the USA Today best-selling Victorian San Francisco Mystery series and the Caelestis Science Fiction series. In this daily newsletter, I reflect on my life as an indie author trying to age gracefully. Occasionally, I will also publish some of my shorter fiction in this newsletter to read for free.
Daily Diary, 1614:
If you have been reading my newsletter of late, you will have noticed that it seems as if every time I start to resume my daily walks, a new part of my body starts to fall apart, and I have to suspend my walks. As a result, I haven’t had many chances to take photos. In addition, partly because of the season and partly because there was so little rain in January, there haven’t been many blossoms to photograph when I do take a walk.
However, last week, I came across this blossom on my very short walk up the street.
Then night before last, when I noticed how a bank of fog was partly obscuring the line of clouds on the horizon as the sun set and went out to the back yard to take a photo, I saw the sliver of a moon. Magical.
Both of these experiences, seeing the bloom and seeing the moon, gave me small moments of delight.
What were your moments of delight this week?
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Lovely pictures! My small moment of delight was receiving a darling picture of my youngest great-grandchild. She looked so sweet ☺️
What beautiful photographs. My magic moments were leaving for a quiz night, last night and looking up into the dark blue night sky seeing the crescent moon and Venus close together. On the way home it was the bright stars and the beautiful twinkling frost on the ground. Xxx