Not as far along in the story as I wanted to be by now, but not stuck either. Just forced to stop a lot to look things up.
My mom, aunt, and daughter returned from their Hawaiian Island cruise on Tuesday (Yes! I am *still* green with envy). While waiting for their arrival at the airport, I poked around the gift shop, and I found a couple of books that have already been helpful for me on PTM. One is about the childhood memories of a man raised on a dry farm in eastern Idaho in the early days of the last century. My hero in PTM owns a dry farm in eastern Idaho, and the story takes place in 1908. Cool!
No appointments today, so I hope I can actually reach my page quota. That would be nice for a change.
Originally posted on Diaryland
