SugarBeet of Simmer
Jul. 25th, 2021 10:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ismoToday is Tron and the Lumberjack's anniversary. They've been married for ELEVEN years! That means we've been in Michigan for eleven years, since we moved here just weeks after their wedding. And if you think that hosting a wedding and then prepping a move within a period of a month or so sounds like madness, you are correct. However, the kids did most of the wedding things themselves. It wasn't one of those traditional weddings where the parents must perform all manner of time-consuming rituals, so it was a little easier than it sounds.
We spurred ourselves on to go out for a walk in the morning, hoping it wouldn't be too hot yet. The silphiums are seven or eight feet tall and full of golden flowers, and the flowers are full of bees. It was cooler in the deep green shade of the woods, but on the more open path, it was pretty hot. The sky was clear. The rain seems to have taken the smoke away, at least for now. I put away the last of the laundry. Later, we sat in the back yard in the shade for an hour. The breeze made it pleasant, but then I got too hot, and my joints were aching, so we moved back inside. I think my garden has now crossed the line from charmingly disheveled to completely out of hand, but today is not the day on which I will fix that. I'm trying to turn over a new leaf and resist the constant distractions of the internet. I left the laptop closed and wrote in my notebook for two hours. If I get hopelessly fidgety, I give myself permission to read, but an actual BOOK.
We spurred ourselves on to go out for a walk in the morning, hoping it wouldn't be too hot yet. The silphiums are seven or eight feet tall and full of golden flowers, and the flowers are full of bees. It was cooler in the deep green shade of the woods, but on the more open path, it was pretty hot. The sky was clear. The rain seems to have taken the smoke away, at least for now. I put away the last of the laundry. Later, we sat in the back yard in the shade for an hour. The breeze made it pleasant, but then I got too hot, and my joints were aching, so we moved back inside. I think my garden has now crossed the line from charmingly disheveled to completely out of hand, but today is not the day on which I will fix that. I'm trying to turn over a new leaf and resist the constant distractions of the internet. I left the laptop closed and wrote in my notebook for two hours. If I get hopelessly fidgety, I give myself permission to read, but an actual BOOK.
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