Summer has gone quickly and has been full, busy, wet, and difficult. And suddenly it is almost over. Wasn't I just saying how spring was almost turning into summer?
Remember how in the winter during my residency I said how I'd never seen so much snow in my life? Well, this summer in the mountains of North Carolina I have seen the most RAIN in all my life. It rained all of July. Days, weeks of rain. Moldy shoes. Moldy everything.
Boring. Here, let's look at pictures:
|Bad picture of really interesting little things.|
|My god-daughter met her first cat friend, |
and Alfred met his first little girl friend.
|And by the end of the week they were best buddies.|
|There were heart-shaped puddles.|
|Against all odds, I did grow tomatoes this year.|
|Several kinds of tomato. (and squash, too.)|
|I went to California for like 10 minutes. And I ate all the fish.|
|And I took photos of things I've always known by heart.|
|And then I came home and I ate all these peas.|
The best day of summer was a sunny one, August 3. I went tubing with friends, ate a cheeseburger and chocolate shake from Bonnie and Clyde's, took a two hour nap with Star Trek: the Motion Picture on (a GREAT movie to nap to) and then went up for delayed fourth-of-july fireworks and astronomy at Penland. I saw Saturn through a telescope and the international space station swing by. It was lovely.
Mostly there's been work and numbers and spiders and rain. But things are better now, and getting better and better. The Benefit Auction is past, and I'm gladly taking a class the last week of summer. I am moving into a better place soon, (BETTER!) and yes, that's three moves in two years for those keeping count at home.
'Til next time.