It's been hot here. Hot, hot, crazy hot.
And brittle dry.
I know, I know. "It's summer," you say. But this feels different. Wicked hot.
Today we're hoping for a touch of rain. It's been ages, but I don't know if its coming.
I'm going ot move the rabbit into the basement for the rest of the week to keep him cool. Angoras have a habit of dying when it gets this hot so I've been obsessing over him a bit during the past week and go outside and sprinkle him with ice cubes throughout the day.
I wanted to talk to you about my summer schedule. Once in a while I tell you that I'm not going to post quite so often but then I go right along posting like usual and you probably forget that I even said it.
This summer I've decided to stop dragging my feet and write my book. At least a good amount of it. I've actually scheduled what sections need to be written by when and am seeing real progress.
It is finally time!
That it means in a practical sense is that I won't be posting as often as I pour my creative energy into that project more than this space.
I still plan to post a couple of times each week and I still plan to dig back into the Peaceful Parenting series very soon, but I am finding myself distracted from the children or the book-writing or my home or other present-moment tasks when I haven't blogged in a few days, worrying that you are wondering where I've wandered off to.
And we just made our "Summer List" of all the things we want to do before the leaves turn, so I'd like a whole lot less screen time and a whole lot more out-and-about time with my people.
Thank you for understanding. Hopefully you are finding more time for life away from the screen too this summer.
P. S. It's raining! Oh! It's really raining!
And now… it's over. 30 seconds of bliss.
Come back, sweet rain!