my summer of no writing, no art, no music

Sounds pretty terrible, right? I missed the interior thinking, storytelling, and creative connection, but Buck and I have been working hard on a couple of projects that absolutely required our attention and best thinking. And are, in their own way, enormously creative.

We’re a little ways past midstream, so I can’t share yet, but that time will come and along with it, some interesting yarns.

Meanwhile, I did at least snap a few photos over the summer and when I looked at them this morning, that old desire to memorialize them in this space bloomed like the scent of a much-loved and nearly forgotten perfume.

Here, then, some summer snapshots:

Cicada shell on a fencepost.
Fragrant summer peaches, the best in memory. I remembered the old trick of dipping the whole fruit into boiling water for a few seconds. The peel slips off like a snake’s skin.
Some sort of fruiting spores on a mushroom. I don’t know if the spores were opportunistic travelers or part of the mushroom itself. Strangely wonderful.
American beautyberries in the morning light.
A favorite lunch: my friend, Bette’s, bean salad and half a buttery avocado.
Even the hottest summer in memory will moderate soon. Already, the morning temperatures are cooler and the before-7:00 a.m. air has turned from blast furnace to baby’s breath.
Collaborative supper with family: honey-bourbon balsamic glazed salmon, asparagus (half wrapped in prosciutto), cauliflower, and new potatoes.
Black beans, brown rice, salsa, wok-cooked chicken-apple sausage with onions and red peppers, and luscious papaya spritzed with lime.
Sugar snaps on romaine, tuna, and homemade hummus. Favorite lunch #1.
Dr. Praeger’s California Veggie Burger on romaine. Favorite lunch #2.

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