The sun is summer high, having drifted almost as far north as it will go, and the day will be hot. The sky is streaked with light clouds, promising increasing humidity. After only a couple of days of dry weather the garden looks thirsty.
Perhaps a sign of the times: last night I dreamt I was one of a large group of people about to be detained by the government. We were shopping in a large department store and government agents were guarding all the exits; the agents were Russian. Continue reading →
The weather has been wet and cool, more like late April. This morning the sun shines brightly although off to the west lies cloud and fog. Showers later. The theme of the week seems to be liminality: the experience of … Continue reading →
We just returned from a walk in the woods. Given I now wear a full length leg brace, going up and down hillocks is a growing challenge. In spite of this, we made it up to the ridgetop and walked … Continue reading →
Our local weather has been cold and damp, and I am still wearing flannel. Apparently, light rain fell for most of last night; this morning the world is a lush, the trees having suddenly made the transition from a diversity … Continue reading →