It’s a sunny morning, the first one for a week. We’re on the back deck drinking our cappuccino, the sun working its way up through the trees along the brook, leaf filtered rays of light shining on the grass.
I find the period after every word that I see used in writing overly bloggish (see it a lot in blogs) and lazy. Why not find grammatically correct and accurate language to express what it is that needs to be described? But this morning I can’t resist.
One. More. Day.
Grace Mattern 