It didn’t feel like fall today, and I was feeling a little under the weather despite the sunshine so had a very low-key birthday. The garden was full of blooming things–clematis, roses, and even rogue rhododendron:
Came home and took my annual birthday portrait before enjoying some cake (minus the icing) and Indian food. Tonight’s goal is to reach 57K words. Tomorrow I head to the National Museum of the American Indian in lower Manhattan; I’ve got a Lenape woman in my novel and want to make sure my representation of her religious beliefs is accurate. Strong Medicine Speaks: a Native American Elder Has Her Say was interesting, especially since my character is married to an African man and is also a healer. But I need to dig a bit deeper. Thanks for all the warm birthday wishes—the celebratory week continues!