March 6 2010- Rose is now in her seventh year of pursuit of the Imaginary Squirrel which she saw the first week she came to live on the farm when she was six months old. I have not seen him since, but she has never passed this tree without stopping to check. One day I am sure he will return and the chase will be renewed. But Rose does not take her work lightly.
Today, writing a proposal for a new book idea. Secret for now. Tomorrow work resumes on my short stories.