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Mid June. I’m sure I’m not the only person who is having the strange experience of time crawling and flying at the same time. It’s groundhog day around here, every day, and yet time is whipping by. March feels like five years ago. I wonder if time will feel “normal” again and then I start wondering if there is such a thing as a normal sense of time – it’s all a fabrication, anyway. This is a gerbil run I don’t entirely recommend.
Still reading a lot. Read and LOVED An American Marriage[image error] by Tayari Jones and Tin Man[image error] by Sarah Winman. I’m now in the first half of The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes by Suzanne Collins and finding it engrossing and entertaining. I also read White Fragility: Why It’s So Hard for White People to Talk About Racism[image error] by Robin DiAngelo which was powerful and compelling and I know I have a lot to learn.
Grace and Whit have been out of school three weeks already. Our attention has turned firmly to the fall and we’re all desperately hoping they return to school in some in-person way.
are my favorite masks, and Grace, Mum, and my sister Hilary are all wearing them now. Working on a family composite of us all in our masks… stay tuned. I’m a mask evangelist. Wear. The. Mask. If that’s what it takes to get the kids back to school, aren’t we all happy to do it? Honestly. I don’t totally understand why we are even TALKING about this.
As I’ve discussed, I find that I can’t remember things as well as I used to. Some of this is just middle age, and I hope it’s mostly that. I joke around that my hard drive is full. And I realized this past weekend one thing it’s full with. Indigo Girls lyrics. I was listening to old Indigo Girls as I drove an realized I know every single word. To every single song. For hours. That is taking up hard drive space that I’d like to repurpose for other, more important things! (no offense to the Indigo Girls, who I truly think are poets, but I’d also like to remember, for example, what I did this morning).
This is week two of my peony share from Five Fork Farms. The gorgeous blooms that I pick up every week provide me far more joy than I can express. I’ve shared some photos on Instagram. I just love peonies, and love supporting a local farm, too. The photo at the top of this post is today’s batch.
Matt and I are watching Ozark. I’m really not sure. It is SO DARK.
I’m stepping into the class correspondent role for my grad school class (with a partner). This makes it a hat trick – I’ve now been correspondent for my high school, my college, and my grad school. World’s biggest sucker? You tell me. I love my grad school section so I am happy to do it.
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