At the risk of boring everyone to tears, I must say that I have had a very quiet, sunny day here in Tampa. It rained and rained yesterday, as it had the whole night before. But today was just beautiful. I doubly appreciated just how beautiful it's been when my niece, Meg, told me this afternoon that it was snowing at her house in New Jersey.
Aside from enjoying the weather, I've been back at working on my film project. I do hope to get this 5-hour first draft down to roughly 2 hours soon . . .
Ah, there's nothing quite like being a filmmaker on the road. I'm sure the people around me think I am as strange as can be. I have no elderly male with me and, of course, no matching dogs. And I am not in need of any sort of help handling my "rig." At 65, I am reminded that I remain the odd duck I have been all my life . .
Tomorrow, I pull up stakes, batten down the hatches (as my dad used to say on his boat) and head from the SW to the NE side of Tampa, neighborhood of the University of South Florida, where I'll be giving a talk on Friday.
Saturday morning, I'll head south again. This time to Ft. Myers, where I'll do some exploring and meet up with Jennifer at the airport on Tuesday to begin a week with friends Mead and Janet at a women's resort there.
I must say, it will sure be good to see Jen and our friends . . .
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