Spent morning preparing script for agents in LA. Spent afternoon with Brown Eyes at Missouri Town, a collection of antebellum homes, shops and cabins that bring together the feel of 19th century Missouri. A good place to stroll, talk, lie in the grass and look up at the changing leaves on the oaks and ashes. Still recovering from two years working, and writing, too damned hard. Time to let the spring refill.
One thing’s sure though: I never worked as hard as those folks in the 19th century. Man, what they went through just to put food on the table.