When does summer begin? Officially, in your heart, in your hemisphere, when do
you say to yourself, Now it is summer
? Also, how do you punctuate a
question that ends with a statement? On the first of June someone posted
Happy first day of summer,
and while I respect their enthusiasm, I was
shook by the prematurity of the launch. Maybe summer, for them, is when school
lets out... it certainly feels like summer when we are free from homework, and
required reading. Typically, I am a
It's Solstice, the longest day of the year, and the beginning of Summer
kind of person. This year, Summer Solstice is a week away. Maria finished her
last homework assignment yesterday, and it was hot(ter) yesterday. I was up, not
early, but before anyone but the cats, and in the still kitchen, I felt all of
the signs of Summer. I'm calling it: Summer has begun. The birds have calmed
down from intense Spring cavorting, the sun is burning off the coastal haze
earlier and earlier. Flowers are fading, but there are, at last, tomatoes
plumping on the vine. And apples! The apples are ready for a first round of
harvesting. I enjoyed this reverie in the morning stillness, sipping my tea, and
committed to not rushing the morning. I listened to the refrigerator humming,
and the cats watched me cuiously.
It's summer, kitties. We aren't in a hurry, not just yet.
We did a thing!
I posted some hints of a project in progress
, and even though no one is clamoring for answers and details about what we are
up to, I am here to give you the answers you are too eager to ask for! The fence
between the lawn and the goat & chicken run has been slowly detriorating.
William wants to reclaim some of the space in the run for forts and art, so he
and Geoff have reconfigured the open and enclosed spaces, and re-using the old
fence, built a new fence and gate. Goats & chickens still have ample roaming
space, and we have opened up new possibilites in the other half of that yard.
William and I have been literally salvaging lumber, like old fence boards,
to enlcose the geodesic dome...
of the geodesic domes. William found
Tara Flannery's open source "recipe" for 3D printing hubs
for assembling geodesic domes, and we can't seem to get enough of
making tents, forts,
As I was sitting, with raisin toast and tea, enjoying the hum of the
refrigerator, I resisted the urge to pin anything down, or make any sudden
moves. I wanted to be in the moment, and not press myself with decisions or
haste. That was a lovely time. Now, I am ready to press forward, again, and
think of what next?
I'll make a list, in no particular order, just a
jumping-off point, something to remind me of what's possible, necessary,
interesting, and/or intriguing.
Oregon... roadtrip adventure
Wisconsin... Van Trail Innauguration!
Apple Harvest & Party
Outdoor Movie Nights
Camp Bird House
Install New Door
32 Wedding Anniversary
Visit from Lauren & Danny
Cookout and visit with Tutu
Walk the Block, Barrio Logan
Bicycle, Bicycle, Bicycle
It's fun to hear and see what you've been up to. Thanks. You have lots of fun projects going on--and dancing in your head. Plans and no plans...days zooming by...summer beckoning in a hundred different ways....beauty everywhere.
That flowerhead is just amazing, by the way. Yes, a different kind of bouquet.
We are so due for a real catch-up, face to face! I've got fun projects, real and imagined, and at least one or two dumb ones, I admit. I really should leave puzzles for weekends at the cabin (if we had a cabin). Let's get together, soon, and I will bring you a bouquet of Queen Anne's Lace.
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