Long overdue project completed: Replaced the rotting fascia board on the front porch of the Summit House. Big feeling of accomplishment. Here’s some before and afters of today.
Multiple home improvement projects at multiple properties all with a deadline of Tuesday. Seems like my Labor Day weekend will be spent, laboring.
“I’m opening a new pack of Hi-Polymer Erasers. Would you like one? They’re useful.
— Beatrix, age 14, has a love language and it involves stationery supplies.
The Unexpected Writing Group
My family went to a friend’s new house for dinner tonight. During the meal, her alarm went off to remind her of a Zoom writing group she participates in usually at that time. She said they normally meet briefly, the moderator posts a writing prompt, then they go off and write for 21 minutes, log back on, and everyone reads what they wrote.
My wife, daughter, and I thought it sounded like a blast. “We’d totally do that with you!“
And, so, we did. The other participants were welcoming and loved our esprit de corps about the whole thing. The prompt (about the end of summer) resulted in such wonderful and diverse contributions. It was so much fun and not at all how we were expecting to spend the evening.
A reminder that sometimes the universe offers up unexpected opportunities. Take them.
let’s be clear – Snakes and Ladders
Whenever any institution makes an official statement declaring that they have a “zero-tolerance approach” to anything, everyone knows what it means: We have been infinitely tolerant to this kind of behavior in the past, and we just got caught, so we have to make a statement.
Yep.
Beatrix, age 14, first day of High School (9th grade).
So let’s normalize failing, and give each other a little grace when it happens, and remember to congratulate people all the more for the good posts they put up!
This is the time of the year I admit my deep love of the way my hands smell after picking tomatoes. Sometimes, when there are none yet ripe to pick I simply run my hands through the vines and hold them to my face for the perfume.
A little canoe and kayak jaunt out on the lake to watch the sun set.
We, the Girls Who Did Not Make It – Nightmare Magazine
Powerful and haunting tale of a trio of serial female abduction killers but told from the voice of the dead victims. Most powerful because this is the perspective we so rarely hear in such stories.
(Warning Major triggers)