I am Summering out. My niece has gifted me with the first 2 seasons of True Blood and wow, I had no idea. I assumed it was another vampire sex saga. It is, but not done in a crappy way, and with lots of other stories going on. And it's just entertainment, no thinking, no subtexts with meaning. As Strider and I were saying last night, Summer is dear to us in New England. You don't want to be serious. You don't want things to do that have meaning. It's the time of year we have long lazy days and there's life all around. I can't hike anymore or go jump in water somewhere but I can hang out with the best of them. You only get so many Summers and I plan to waste every moment of every one I get.
Sorry my posting's been so erratic. You understand, I'm sure. It's tough to gather thoughts when you lose yourself watching the Brandywine run by. Or when a friend comes by with a pizza and you put on some Sly & the Family Stone. Or when some engrossing and entirely useless stuff entertains. However, it's great for writing fiction, and that's where all my writing time goes when I do anything constructive.
But Summer won't last. Soon enough I'll be back here posting more than once a day and I'll jump on here when I can and post news stories every few days until then. I'm not bailing, I'm just sailing. Go out and eat up some Summer. Stay in and waste some time. Let your eyes fill up on greenery, on the Earth and its many small miracles.