July is fast approaching. The peafowl dating competition has passed. They're back to being sociable, hanging out in small groups. Peachicks are hatching and their mamas parade them with peacock escorts. We were cameraless the day we spotted six chicks, five brown, one white. Florida's already faced four tropical systems. The most recent, Debby, clung to the state like an unwelcome guest. Rivers overflowed. The Gulf of Mexico laughed at seawalls and much of the state is underwater. The storms are scary but awe-some . . . nature unleashed.
What does a writer in Florida do when it's storming? We head to the library, of course! This was shot outside our regional library last weekend during a milder moment in Tropical Storm Debby's visit. There's something comforting about gathering in a place filled with books, umbrellas dripping in a corner, rain pelting the windows while readers get lost in stories.
If I'm not writing middle grade and young adult novels, I'm reading, drawing or walking our dogs in our seaside town.
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