Friday Calm: In the Hammock

This was the most relaxed I can ever remember being—though at the same time I was working diligently on my novel in my head.  And soaking up the local color, fragrance of Aleppo pine, and sound of goat bells drifting up from the valley.

Mallorca was a special place and time!

image:  Me, writing hard, at The Writing Mill, Mallorca, 2003