Tuesday, June 10, 2025
Short stuff!
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, , Day 1742:
Not a spider of any kind to be seen this morning as I cleaned. Where do they all go?
Yesterday was very routine, with cleaning, two walks, one phone call, and even some work on the novel. I did have a great night’s sleep (full 8 hours) but the effect seems to be I’m super stiff this morning, and right elbow is aching. I must say, aging can get annoying sometimes. But in response, I’ve cut my cleaning short, and this will be a very short post in order to rest the elbow, but I will go out and see if I can get in a 40 minute walk this morning.
There seems to be at least one or two baby lesser goldfinches coming to the feeder. They are the lesser goldfinches, which are the tiniest of the breeds that come to our feeder. The males have bright yellow chests and black on heads, the females and babies more of an olive color. But so cute flapping their wings frantically and stretching out their beaks to be fed.
I do have a phone call right before lunch, and I hope if the elbow has calmed down enough, I will do some more writing this afternoon. Early dental cleaning scheduled for tomorrow morning, so tomorrow’s post may be a bit late.
A rose from yesterday’s walk, a bit past its prime, but pretty and pink and spotted with rain drops.
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I am so with you about the physical changes of the Senior years. The other day I saw an 8 year run and thought "Wow, look at that - so easily done!" I do see that I am much more aware of the beauty around me, as I so appreciate your nature posts, than I was when I was younger.
Wonder if the daddy loglegs go outside to a walkabout some times?