What a day. Long hours at the computer. Some of them tedious. Some inspired. Some quite agitated, due to reading too much news. Is there such a thing? Yes. I keep thinking, balance, balance. Blood pressure, blood pressure...And you know what? Just as I don't like to go to sleep on a fight--I try always to mend tears before bed--I don't like to end a series of blog posts on a fight, either. So I'm putting away thoughts of sexism, budgets, and political lunacy for the night--and I'm tucking my copy away, too, deadlines met for the day. I'm going to go bay at the moon.
Last night we had a big fat orange moon, a pumpkin of a moon. Tonight the sky is dull. But there's a delicious hint of fall in the air already--in the squash blossoms and the chill of the ocean water. I'm sure we're in for more heat--and I know those of you in the South and West are getting your fair share. But tonight it is cool and all is quiet here. Mercifully.