I’ve been a little scattered this week. Still recovering and no energy, plus traveling home last night. So I just sat down at my desk to pause for a moment. To situate myself, I reread yesterday’s post.
And my first thought was that what I wrote yesterday was not true.
Oh dear. Some of you may remember that yesterday I wrote that it was as good as it gets if the window where I write faces the sea. I have now edited that post to read that it’s better if the window where I write faces the sea.
It’s as good as it gets if the window where I write faces Provincetown Harbor, a very cozy bit of water that fits in the palm of the cupped hand that is the tip of Cape Cod.