Slow the summer down!

Why is it when July rolls around, I feel the clock ticking? Summer vacation (rest, reset) has only just begun, right? 

Today, after church, I am going to do a little (very little) housework, and get the sourdough bread going. And I'm going to read. I'd go back outside, but it's raining AGAIN. It was glorious to just listen to the radio and the birds and float for hours in the pool and contemplate the sky. But, it is probably just as well that I can't do it again today, as I got a little too much sun, and I should limit my exposure for a few days. But still, we've had so much rain, it's crazy. I wish I could send it all to Canada. The haze yesterday never cleared, and we are not even getting the worst of it. I have another kind of "infiltration," though not so dire. All this damp has brought out the earwigs. ugh. When it was hot and dry, we had sugar ants. What's with the bugs? I suspect that next will be those gross, fat flies. So far, I've managed to avoid ticks, so I guess that's a win of sorts.

I spent a good stretch of time yesterday morning sending out poetry stuff. I might type in my tiny drafts from last week today. That seems like a good project to get involved in. Maybe it'll send me down a productive writing rabbit hole.

I'm glad to have this gift of time, really I am. I just don't want to waste it. Or let my mind wander into such annoying territory as "gee, I should be reading this and such..." or ordering a new plan book. That can wait.

Have a good day,

C