Hooked up to the Internet, it’s been a long few months off the grid. Well, not quite, I had my phone and used the hot spot on the occasions I needed it. Nothing increases appreciation like lack. I have been in the electro dessert and parched, even seeing mirages but no more. My oasis of data is streaming again.
The studio renovation is moving ahead and should be completed by the fall. I’m eager to move in and begin my routine after this long trek. I’m listening to Tina Turner sing On Silent Wings. The backyard is cleaned up and the Red-Tailed Hawk who oversees the property seems happy with the changes. He hangs there particularly in the early morning no doubt waiting for innocent voles and garter snakes, maybe small children to pass by.
Local corn and tomatoes are plentiful and delicious. I buy melons warm from the field, sweeter than any I have ever bought from the store and with my books now unpacked I meet all my old friends anew, even better this time. What has been packed away for two years is finally coming out of the darkness into its home.
I hope your summer has been equally full and positive.