So, it’s August — when did that happen? And I’m alive and kicking, I promise.
Things I have accomplished:
Traveled by myself to somewhere I’d never been before.
Got within two hours’ drive of my birthplace.*
Went to a friend’s wedding.
Saw some old friends for the first time in a decade.
Met new friends; love them dearly.
Made pinot noir jelly.
Watched Jim rip out so many yards of privet hedge, my mind is boggled.
Watched Jim build a new flower bed.
Ordered 155 fall-planting, spring-blooming bulbs.
Read some books.
Trimmed some corgi nails.
Made lamb & couscous.
Roasted some fish.
Got an Adirondack chair.
Had some really deep thoughts about perspective and culture, & attendant cultural pressures, but haven’t figured out the best way to verbalize them, yet.
Watched my best friend embark on a new chapter of her life — engagement!
*For many of you, this may not be a big accomplishment. It may, in fact, be commonplace. This was the closest I’ve been to my birthplace in 27 +/- years, and I’m not yet 30, so I make note of it.
Things I plan to do the rest of August & September:
Make more jelly.
Read more books.
Fuss in the garden.
Sit in the Adirondack chair.
Trim corgi nails — again.