I am in here.
I wish all mornings were like this: sunny, not too hot. The trees are fully leafed out, with none of them showing the signs of wear that they will come late July and August. I’ve decided to call this “green maturity.” It seems to fit the mood (generated by the trees) and the state (of … Continue reading A Sunday in June
Just looked at the clock, and it’s past one in the morning. Now, how did that happen? See, this is what I get for changing time zones so often. I guess I had just become used to Pacific Time when I so rudely left it and flew back to my native Eastern Time. 😕
It always happens (or seems to): when I get acclimated to a place I’ve travelled to, it’s time to leave. And I always choose a morning flight… I must cure myself of that some day. Not a morning person. At least I shall be home before Shabbat starts.
Inspiration comes if you try to use it, not if you sit there and wait for it. Yup, a good morning writing. Will post it later. :shakespeare:
white pebble 