My deck overlooks the woods. The sun is behind the trees all morning, so the deck is in the shade. When there is a gentle breeze blowing – even if it is nearly 90 degrees – it is pleasant to sit outside in the shade.
I was listening to a podcast and the incidental background music reminded me of Always Saturday by Guadalcanal Diary, an 80s band from Georgia. Because we now live in a world where everything is available, I paused the podcast, found the song online and started listening to it. The simple guitar riff from the podcast was indeed similar to this 30-year old college radio song. Continue reading “Always Saturday”
A news helicopter was circling near my house for several hours and the noise was penetrating. There was a time that one made Vietnam vet flashback jokes when a helicopter flew overhead, but this reminded me of the scene in Goodfellas where it was just always there. Hovering. Watching. Circling.
It’s hard to get nostalgic over watermelon seeds, but they don’t exist anymore. They have been bred out of the fruit, which means that all new watermelons are grown from grafts, not seeds. It seems like watermelon seed spitting contests are truly a thing of the past.
Last year I was surprised that I managed to read 40 books. It was a mix of fiction, non-fiction and a few marketing books thrown in. That felt like a lot of books. I just read my 40th book of this year, and we’re not even halfway through the year. That means that I can possibly double my consumption of books.
How have I managed this? I spend my free time reading. Not watching tv. Not scrolling mindlessly on my phone. Not doing yardwork. But reading. I always have a stack of books from the library. And I usually have a book with me when I go anywhere, so I can sit and read a few pages while waiting for something else to happen.
The weather is heating up and each day is hotter than the last. But the thing that make me feel like summer is truly here is that I saw my first lightning bug.
Scent is something that exists when molecules spread out in the air. Based on the concentration, they only seem to travel so far. This creates pockets of smell where the concentration is strong enough to have an impact. Flowers seem to have a radius of smell around them. Stronger smells have a bigger smell. Think about how you encounter a skunk smell. Or better yet, frying bacon.
I can’t help but think that the overabundance of dragonflies is somehow related to Game of Thrones.
She put her bag of organic groceries into her electric vehicle and began her tai chi routine in the parking lot of Whole Foods.
The word is sough. I’ve never heard it before. It is pronounced with the gh like an f sound (suf). It is a moaning, whistling, or rushing sound as made by the wind in the trees or the sea. This is a great descriptive word and I don’t know how I missed it. Thanks, D.