Almost August.
The steam has returned. Although the last few days were grand. Hot but dry.
Visitors over the weekend, but no stress really. Just faced what was in front of me without thinking about time. There is so much more of it when the computer is off. Phone too.
This is a zinnia, almost a bloom.
And then, almost not again. I lost track of the in between.I am aware that I am more focused on change. Lately. The form it takes.
No sleep came last night. Change is confusing. Thoughts seem bigger.
I might try this today...until the big storms move in anyway. Big rain last night. Just thunder at day break shook the ground. The house. Maybe it will be just a sound storm today Sometimes that happens. A good shake is good now and then.
Cloth waits.
Like it does. Travel pants have to be strong.
