Before starting The Diary of the Vixen Divorcee, I emailed my friend, Reggie, to check out what he thought of my idea of a blog about life as a single woman. Typical man, he translated it into a blog about sex. This is his response, except that I edited his choice of a photo; his was too racy for my diary.
The perfect morning to sit down and answer your mail. It’s heavenly outside. A balmy, wet, warm front is in the area. Very feminine, this kind of weather. Warm, wet, still, mysterious, close and yet the essence of it standing at a remove. You know something’s coming. A good day to sit in the window early in the morning with the clothes line strung with pearls.
