At this point in the book writing process, I have put in enough hours that, even if I sell some books, I’ll probably earn about twenty-five cents an hour. I made fifty cents an hour babysitting in the sixties. Lucky, I’m not writing to make a living; I just want to share the experience.
Like the last go-around, I am appalled at the number of errors still in the text. As the world’s worst proofreader, I accepted offers of help. Sheila, Dawn, and Joyce are all proofreading Big Creek. And, they are all finding plenty of errors. I’m finding them myself too. (How did I miss them in the past?) It is an interesting experience. The four of us all find some errors, but then, each of us finds things the others missed.
It feels like an obsession. I’m at the computer most of the day. Andy drags me outside for a walk periodically to relieve some stress. Sometimes I remember to take the camera. We walked around to the far side of the canal in our RV park and sat at the water’s edge for a while. this is the pavilion that is in many of the pictures I take from our side of the canal.
It was late in the afternoon and there was a nice moon in the sky.
One day we went to Subway and took our sandwiches to Oceanfront Park behind city hall. It is one of our favorite picnic spots. After eating, we took a walk around the park perimeter.
I took a lot of pictures of this Great White Heron, but most of them were out of focus. I really need to get the camera into the shop for a tune-up.
Here is a profile portrait.
We climbed up to the viewing platform at the end of the canal and got a closeup view of some ibis. These two kept and eye on us, but did not fly away.
The papaya tree is blooming and growing little papayas. Andy checks their progress every day.