Today and tomorrow: Eden Mills

Today, I read just downriver from this spot.

Tomorrow, I am headed back to the same townlet of Eden Mills to lead writing workshops for high school students.

Tonight, I am pooched, toast, wiped, zonked, and headed directly for bed. I realize it is only 9:30pm as I type these words. But all I want is to read James Herriot under a nice warm duvet as I drift toward dreamland.

More photos and stories to come. Soonish.

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