For those of you reading this on April 1, it’s already tomorrow. If you’re reading this later, well … just know that there’s nothing April foolish about this.

The good folks at NaNoWriMo.org host a virtual writing camp every April and July. Since I was successful in adding 50,000+ words of content to my novel-in-progress (you can read about that here), I’ve decided to make April my novel finishing month. Leave it to NaNoWriMo to have a banner for that.

Wish me luck. I’ll need it.

In the meantime, I won’t be blogging unless I go on another bike ride (which I will) and snap some photos to share (which I might). If you can’t wait for my next post or you just love reading about my bike rides, I recently published an essay on Crow’s Feet: Why I Want to Ride My Bicycle. I explain why, despite (or to spite) the aches and pain I experience while riding, I keep getting back in the saddle.

Meanwhile … here’s a nice surprise at the corner of our garage where there used to be a cluster of trees.

Now that this side of the house is getting sun, we’re getting pretty flowers.

I leave you with the usual suspects.

The situation went down like this.

Junior (the gray one with the white cravat): “Hey, it wasn’t me, Mom. I was just lying here, minding my own business when the Orange Terror jumped up beside me.”

Raji aka Orange Terror: “I didn’t do nuthin’! I swear!”

As usual, I (Mom) just laughed and took the photo.

See y’all in May.