Summer, summer, summertime

I haven’t been writing a lot lately, or rather, I haven’t been writing at all, really, but it’s ok. May is hell at work, absolute hell, for both me and my team and most everybody else who works at a school where children from ages four through 18 are cherished and celebrated. It’s all good stuff, but there’s an absolute fuckton of it and at the end, most of us are damn near comatose with exhaustion. By the time I left on vacation, I could hardly think straight and my motivation was subterranean. At the last moment, I remembered that I hadn’t fulfilled my goal of writing in a different library every month and I was nearly out of time. On the last day of May, I spent my lunch hour in the Upper School library, writing frantically for myself, which I hadn’t done all month. I had written so very much in May but it was all for work, which is fine, ‘tis the season and all that, but I was happy to squeak in that checkmark and not completely hose that particular 2023 goal in the fifth month.

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Jellies at Shedd

Incredible exhibit. We are now big fans of jellies.
I added no color to these. It’s how they lit the tanks. Love love love the color! Makes my spirit happy.

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Sweet Home, Chicago

I have been remiss in posting here. Too much travel (if there is such a thing). Home now, for at least a few weeks. I want nothing more than to vacuum my house tomorrow.
Going to try to get this space up to date, too. No promises, though. Cleaning the house comes first!

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Waiting for our train

It’s delayed about 1.5 hours. I’m amusing myself by making photographs.
One of the many reasons I love photography. I’m never bored as there is always something to look at/shoot.

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And I’m off…

We’re off to Arkansas tomorrow.  What’s in Arkansas, you ask?  Well, if you’re uptight and snobby and sophisticated, you’ll think nothing but sticks and hicks and ticks.  If you’re open to it, though, open to the uniqueness that every new place offers, well, then there’s a whole new world.

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Home

Unpacked. Presents for Zoe given. Mail sorted. Litter box cleaned. Trash to the curb.
In other words, back to reality.
Time for bed!

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Night ride

I asked M to take me for a drive outside the Dells tonight, our last night in Wisconsin. He obliged.
I really enjoy hitting the road with no map or itinerary. Mostly because I so rarely get to do it in everyday life. It feels decadent. And it’s always enjoyable.
He enjoyed the straightaway where he took the car up to 120 before backing off the throttle.
Okay, I enjoyed that part, too.
It’s been fun, but we are ready to come home. I miss my sweet girl.

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