In the three weeks since I came back to Massachusetts, the weather has been unbearably humid. It's eighty degrees well into the night and the air is wet and thick. On Thursday, the house was so stiff that Tyler and I sat out on the porch until after 10 o'clock - just waiting for a breeze. To pass the time, we walked up the street to the gas station for some laffy taffy. The neighborhood was dark and the bugs were humming and it felt like such a teenarger-y thing to do.
It made me appreciate the incredible presence of weather like this: an undeniable everywhere. It brings time and routine to a grinding halt, reminding us not to press on too quickly.
weekend reading | Season's End
- a poem about summer storms.
- summer scenes: the fair, the beach, pick your own peaches, and a rainy day on the Governor's Island ferry.
- "The luminous part of you that exists beyond personality - your soul, if you will - is as bright and shining as any that has ever been. Clear away everything that keeps you separate from this luminous place. Believe it exists, come to know it better, nuture it, share its fruits tirelessly." George Saunders on kindness
p.s. a few favorite of my favorite posts from summers past
It's totally humid here too! Love the links - and your cute blog!
ReplyDeleteYou have shifted since I last visited your corner. I look forward to more beautiful descriptions of your new home.
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You just described a beautiful scene. Buying taffy at night with a cute boy? So romantic and innocent!
ReplyDeletelove your picks, sam. and LOVE that george saunders speech. so beautiful.
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