Tuesday, August 30, 2016
Late Summer 2016
Thank you for the good wishes. My headache has been coming-and-going-but-mostly-present for the past two weeks. 'Not enough sleep, too much heat and humidity, two three-hour bus trips home-and-back in eleven days. . . .I'm just all sorts of out-of-whack lately. We're supposed to hit 88° again today, and the ten-day forecast is more of the same, so this is just Life This Summer. I hate to wish any of my days away, but if there were more flowers in bloom in the spring or if it stayed light out longer in the evenings in the fall, I think I could happily skip this season entirely anymore. In a sign of autumn's approach, Mom proudly served us all a cobbler made with apples from her and Dad's yard last week, and I took each spoonful of it as sacrament that more-soothing days are on the way.