In August the light changes. Even here in the desert, we can feel the season shifting. The angle of the sun is longer. The days are perceptibly shorter. The light has a distinct and striking clarity. The heat is not quite as intense.
It will get hot again once the summer rains blow past, but the worst of summer is over. The year is turning. Winter is coming.
I learned after I was well embarked on the day that Monday was the ancient Egyptian New Year. No wonder I was all about Stuff Happening and Getting Things Moving Onward.
I blogged that day at Book View Cafe about how the year had metamorphosed from ongoing stuck-can't-move into Forward MARCH!
It really has been a much more dynamic couple of weeks compared to the past few months. My mentoring and editing sale is still going--through August 15th--and I've landed a blogging gig at Tor.com, rereading a classic Eighties epic fantasy.
Meanwhile Ro-Pup had his rescueversary, a year to the day since Stacey found him wandering in a wash on the way to
casacorona's place, and his puppyversary, when a week later he moved to DHF. He's my frecklefaced heart dog, and he's been a challenge, but I wouldn't trade him for anything.
He celebrated as he does every afternoon.

It's a dog's life.
It will get hot again once the summer rains blow past, but the worst of summer is over. The year is turning. Winter is coming.
I learned after I was well embarked on the day that Monday was the ancient Egyptian New Year. No wonder I was all about Stuff Happening and Getting Things Moving Onward.
I blogged that day at Book View Cafe about how the year had metamorphosed from ongoing stuck-can't-move into Forward MARCH!
It really has been a much more dynamic couple of weeks compared to the past few months. My mentoring and editing sale is still going--through August 15th--and I've landed a blogging gig at Tor.com, rereading a classic Eighties epic fantasy.
Meanwhile Ro-Pup had his rescueversary, a year to the day since Stacey found him wandering in a wash on the way to
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He celebrated as he does every afternoon.

It's a dog's life.