Fly By

I woke up this morning, 8:00am, late July, Atlanta.  I made coffee, pulled on my shorts, buckled Walden’s leash and unlocked the door.

An early autumn breeze hit me full in the face.  I stood still a moment, letting the wind swish my hair.  Walden sniffed the air, altogether unused to such cool temperatures.

The summer has flown by, folks, and the end of July is a mere 2 days away (I count today only because I haven’t finished my coffee yet).  Labor Day will be here soon, and with that cool nights, lovely leaves, pumpkins, turkeys, and Christmas.  It’s my favorite time of year, these last months, and I intend to savor it.

I know the humidity and swollen temperatures will return soon, but this first glimpse helps me remember that change is just around the corner.

My morning.

My morning.

Halfway

It’s July!  As one of my favorite bloggers said, we’re in the midst of summer.  I’m delighted that summer is moving so slowly this year.  I feel like standing outside and soaking it in, reveling in the sweat and humidity and heat.  After all, I still have memories of this

Ugh.

Additionally, today marks the halfway point of 2014.  Six months behind us, six ahead of us.  My initial year has been crazy; I can only imagine what the rest will hold. 

I’m spending my summer days drinking coffee, working, writing, relaxing by whatever pool I can find, and exercising.  Old friends are coming into town weekly.  Reading has never tasted so good.  I’m doing more than I’ve ever done before, and I can feel myself changing, in more ways that one.

Tonight’s post is a short one, friends, for I am sleepy and headed to bed.  Perhaps some Bob Ross while I drift off…his happy clouds are the best sleep companions.