I’ve joined a writing group. I was looking to meet some new friends. After my life had taken a shift and I no longer had a steady stream of customers and employees to chat with, laugh with, joke with, struggle with…I find myself very quiet. My evenings are not spent socializing over drinks, and during the day, I work in gardens where there are no people…only bees, and butterflies, a podcast to tune in to, the radio now and then, and the daring bunny or woodchuck to race passed my workspace. Honestly, it is lovely and peaceful and fits well with my introverted nature. But at the end of the day, I don’t have much to talk about when I come home…so I realized it would be good for my social health to meet some new friends…and I started with a writing group. Naturally, after congregating twice, a challenge was posed to write 1000 words a day for the month of May. Here we are, May 1. My contributions to pen and ink, or text is basically this blog, and my last post was 191 words. I won’t bore you with longer blog posts, but I have to get cracking. Those of you who have followed me over the years know where I travel, how I struggled to sell my house, my train ride that helped me process my divorce, my love for my mom, and the wonders of the gardening world and so on. Life, for me, is worked out with a pencil. Thank you for reading…now I have about 800 more words to write…I’m thinking a murder mystery… ooooh.