Temperature: 22/71.5 degrees and on the rise, just in time for Midsummer. Kind of a big deal up here, midsommar.
Eating: seasonal produce.
Drinking: rhubarb juice.
Listening: to the wind rustling in the trees.
Watching: the solitary leaf-cutter bee who decided to nest on our porch make its way back and forth, back and forth. That is one industrious bee. Good luck, little one.
Reading: Ace of Spades by Faridah Àbíké-Íyímídé and The Match by Harlan Coben.
Writing: birthday invitations. 'Tis the season, sweetie darlings!
Thinking: The dread key to all true knowledge is "why?”
From The Egyptian by Mika Waltari.
Feeling: Thieves of private property pass their lives in chains; thieves of public property in riches and luxury.
~Cato the Elder
Mad world.
