the day after the longest day
The latter half of yesterday was stormy and cloudy and punctuated by a huge fog bank that moved over the city, so the day seemed much shorter than it should have been. But I am still surprised by the earliness of mornings, how soon I wake up at sunrise, even if I just roll back over and burrow under the covers for another few hours. Most of the weekend has been either making books or napping, but there was also some painting this afternoon, some botanicals I'd been thinking of trying out. It was foggy again today and a weird diffused light that reminded me more of winter than summer, but I am grateful for the mild weather even still. A couple more weeks of work and I will be headed away to Rockford for a week that will be filled with 4th of July festivities, a wedding, and hopefully just some quietness. I've been burning straight through since January without a real break (AWP was a trip, but that was exhausting than my usual routine. ) In the meantime, there are projects to print and books to release and orders to get out the door. I have been moving a bit slower since I am not 100 percent on the health front just yet..so there is so much to do..
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