This was the super-cute little room where I spent the weekend writing.

087I had a door that led straight to the patio:

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And this is where I was writing:

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Here’s my oldest son writing with me one morning (every writer-mama’s dream):

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And here’s the little one in the pool. ‘Cause we did some of that, too:

111And, of course, there were flags:

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And fireworks:

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And sunsets from the pier:

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It was a visually and creatively delicious weekend. …

But it’s not over! I have one more day off. So I’m going to get back to the mss. … I’m gunning toward the end. … Wish me luck …