The best place to write...

I try to write in a number of places and find myself spending more time looking for the right spot than actually writing - like a dog searching for just the right spot in a low field of vines to squat, finding it, and then the mood for his "imagined" much needed moment has passed. So, maybe this blog is my lush ivy where I can squat and write. We'll see. Who knows what these musings will be, but I must thank my dear friend Jane for prompting this venture. Once you jump in or off or over or across, who knows what will happen?