I love the summer sun.
The yellow-white ball of it beaming light and heat down until it feels like pressure on your skin. Your temperature rises. Your skin reacts over time. You sweat. You drink fluids and bask like a lizard warming through. Ahh, it's good for you too. Vitamin D without supplements going directly into your system. Hot and sticky and drippy and flushed.
I'm in shorts and a t-shirt now, but earlier working outside in pants and boots... hair wet and slick, my shirt front damp, rivulets ran from behind my ears and from my forehead. An almost perfect summer day.
Yes, I was wet and sweaty, but it was good. I worked outside, I accomplished a task and enjoyed the work. I mopped my brow more than once and stood back satisfied and fulfilled and reminded every moment, that it's not winter.
Oh god I'm so glad it's not winter.
Go outside. Bask, and enjoy, and remember (George R.R. Martin fans), Winter is coming.
Lary
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Friday, July 4, 2008
How do I do that again?
With the summer upon us and life/work/money stress building steadily I found myself ready to spend a few minutes posting here. That was in the beginning of June. I never posted because I couldn't remember how to log in to my Blogger account. Honestly it was like when someone asks your phone number and it's just gone. My brain was too full, and pushed the little used stuff away.
I tried a few times but still couldn't get in and then my quick post became an exercise in frustration. The few spare moments I dedicate to these ramblings was rapidly eroding. Finally, I walked away intending to try again later. Well, later came and went, and then a real emergency event happened. My Daughter broke her leg. My beautiful 8 year old slipped from the monkey bars which resulted in a spiral fracture of her tibia. Like most hospital visits, this became a hurry up and wait program. Eventually she ended up in a cast from thigh to foot, because they want to hold the knee still, to keep the tendons from pulling on the bones. Spiral Fractures can be tricky, but luckily no surgery was required and she is healing well.
I had the fracture explained to me this way: Imagine snapping a pencil in half. You can fit the pieces back together most of the time and it will hold the original shape of the pencil. Now imagine gripping the pencil firmly in both hands and twisting in different directions until it separates. The twisting separates the fibres differently and it doesn't hold itself back together so easily. So here we go into summer with my girl in a cast for three months. We have already had the five week cast change and are on the way to a smaller one in three more weeks. A tough way to spend a summer when you're turning 9.
Anyway, I am back , I remember how to get here, and I expect to post again soon.
Later.
With the summer upon us and life/work/money stress building steadily I found myself ready to spend a few minutes posting here. That was in the beginning of June. I never posted because I couldn't remember how to log in to my Blogger account. Honestly it was like when someone asks your phone number and it's just gone. My brain was too full, and pushed the little used stuff away.
I tried a few times but still couldn't get in and then my quick post became an exercise in frustration. The few spare moments I dedicate to these ramblings was rapidly eroding. Finally, I walked away intending to try again later. Well, later came and went, and then a real emergency event happened. My Daughter broke her leg. My beautiful 8 year old slipped from the monkey bars which resulted in a spiral fracture of her tibia. Like most hospital visits, this became a hurry up and wait program. Eventually she ended up in a cast from thigh to foot, because they want to hold the knee still, to keep the tendons from pulling on the bones. Spiral Fractures can be tricky, but luckily no surgery was required and she is healing well.
I had the fracture explained to me this way: Imagine snapping a pencil in half. You can fit the pieces back together most of the time and it will hold the original shape of the pencil. Now imagine gripping the pencil firmly in both hands and twisting in different directions until it separates. The twisting separates the fibres differently and it doesn't hold itself back together so easily. So here we go into summer with my girl in a cast for three months. We have already had the five week cast change and are on the way to a smaller one in three more weeks. A tough way to spend a summer when you're turning 9.
Anyway, I am back , I remember how to get here, and I expect to post again soon.
Later.
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