life was beginning over again with the summer

Summertime and the livin is easy. After a spring of cold temps (even snow in the middle of May), we’ve had the odd series of hot, hot, hot days. The last few days had enough heat units to warm up the pool again. Today it got up to 74F which is a great swimming temperature as long as you don’t mind blue legs and numb skin. 

Seriously though, after a morning of working outside in the sweaty heat, the sensation of immersing myself in the cold water is seriously heavenly.

The swimming is seriously hard on my hair - it’s now gone rogue.

Adia loves these days of puttering around outside. She runs back and forth between us checking out what we are doing, interspersed with wild zooming. Then she crashes in the shade, panting like crazy but obviously happy. I haven’t gotten her used to the hose yet… maybe the next hot day.

Don’t you hate it when it takes at least an hour of effort for a meal that is eaten in under 5 min… Sometimes I wonder if it’s worth it. My consort eats so fast it’s a wonder he even tastes it.

Torge, June 2005. I can’t believe that 15 years have passed.

Headline tonight: Ottawa has a march against racism. 1,987,175 cases with 112,057 deaths in the US. There are a total of 95,017 (94,335 yesterday) cases of Covid-19 in Canada today, with 7,773 (7,703 yesterday) deaths today.

“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”

~F. Scott Fitzgerald