June and July 2015 was a blur.
Work travels, wedding travels, funeral travels, unexpected travels.
Life lived in a suitcase.
End of July to mid August was not a blur.
Beaches have been beached.
Books have been read.
I’ve been in the pool more this past month than I have in a long while.
My legs are therefore tanner than they have been in a long while.
This means they’re now on the “fair” instead of “ivory” end of the spectrum.
Book and dinner clubs have been started.
Long days of nothingness have ended.
School has commenced.
Gardening will supposedly soon commence.
But it’s still too hot for me to get excited about it.
But getting back into rhythms of study and writing and school and life lived in our town?