First Day of School for Everyone

The air is heavy, thick and warm. I turned on the fan. Crickets in rhythm, and then this little squeak that got louder…louder and stronger. A single cicada in the pecan tree, I think. Oh, now several. I’d thought they were done for the year. Then there is this strange croaking from the back yard. Bullfrog?

Busy day ahead–first day of the first grade for Little Dude! First day for myself being on my own. I have plenty to keep me busy. I must be determined to schedule time to write.

I begin her...