Things are going really well. I finished the last series of edits on my story, had a last read through, and then submitted it. Fingers hugely crossed.
It’s been snowing today, off and on, and the mountains have been shrouded by cloud and snow.
It’s quite beautiful and mysterious, and very silent.
I went for a walk today and saw a deer in the distance, and stood and marvelled at it.
It feels like the experience has really started to click…I’ve forgotten what day it is, went to a performance exhibit where we were all invited to make noise by hitting the sculptures with mallets, and watched a deer. Last night, I went to a flute concert. It’s all been rejuvenating and quite wonderful. I’ve got a couple more days left, and I’m going to shift gears and stop editing and get back to writing what I think will turn out to be a novella.
Hugs and kisses from Banff. I’m so glad I’m here.