They are absolutely gorgeous. I have this wondrous red maple that tickles my window when the wind grows fierce. I can hear it now. I must be outside and drink in the final beauty of this fall. It will change and snow will come all too soon. Though I do love snow, right now I'd give the world for a month more of sun and sixty degree weather.
I've spent a good two hours writing this morning and that feels great. My arms tingle with the excitement of it. I love it when a story flows. I've got two others I'm supposed to be working on, but this little one, 'Nothing But Blue Skies,' is one of those fun stories.
I do love writing dragons too and the one in Blue Skies - I'm particularly fond of him.