It's only mid-July and we're already in the dog days of summer. They've come early this year and will be with us well into October. Cooking isn't happening—it's too hot—so there has been a lot of fruit and salad and fend-for-yourself-but-the-oven-is-off-limits sort of meals. On the upside, the older two kids are surprisingly resourceful in the kitchen and do a decent job of making sure their younger siblings are fed. I told the Mister I felt guilty but not so guilty that I was motivated to step up my game this summer. He assured me they are still far from being feral. All is well.
Between the heat and two kids with mono, our family has single handedly kept the librarians on their toes pulling holds and asking for recommendations. I'm pretty sure the older three have set some sort of reading record this summer. I think I shall reward them all with a trip to get frozen yogurt (topped with granola and sliced strawberries it constitutes a meal imo).
I have sizable stacks of reading material piled next to my favored sitting spots—books for pleasure, books awaiting review, and manuscripts. If I can quit reading long enough to compose my thoughts and a few sentences, I'll be back soon to tell you about a few books I've enjoyed this summer.
In between the reading for pleasure and reading for work and occasional emails, I've done a lot of chasing a newly mobile baby, daydreaming, and watching the light move around the house. I love the buttery, golden light of a late summer afternoon but it's the blue light in winter that brings me comfort and settles on my shoulders like an old, well-loved quilt. Until winter returns I shall hold out for those late afternoon thunderstorms, their grey skies, and soothing sounds.
How has your summer been?