Yesterday's linen dress, hand-washed and drying on the front porch, feels to me like a work of found art in the morning light.
Today:
*walking the dog
*changing the sheets
*working again on cover composition for the novel
*setting poems for next week's Sun
*getting a haircut
*grocery shopping
*planning things to read to book group in Virginia tomorrow (!!!)
Feeling somewhat better about the anthology, mostly because my co-editor and I have had a little It's All My Fault But You Were Great exchange. I honestly could not have chosen a better person to work with (actually, he chose me, which still feels like an unbelievable honor), and his good old Presbyterian pragmatism is very grounding when I want to implode.
It's hard to believe that a month from now I'll be back from taking the kids to school. Their move-in day is August 21 --- fortunately they're in the same building this year, not on opposite ends of the campus, which will make everything a lot less complicated. The Dallas daughter and her husband will be in Greece (trying not to feel envious!), but we'll be able to stay in their house and use her car, which means we'll have an extra vehicle for shuttling stuff from the storage unit. As July winds down, our brains really do fast-forward to the next phase, which is going to be upon us before we know it.
And then the semester will fly, and in the spring both the college kids will be in Rome: also hard to process. AND when they come back, they'll be halfway through, which is even harder. Time just does what it does, taking us with it on its wild career forward, till at some point we run head-on into eternity.
BUT today is today, and here is how I'm showing up for it, in this last full week of my July 4/3 Challenge:
After today, I can wear swing dresses all week, but here I am still channeling the garden-party mood in my other thrifted pink linen dress. It's clean, it's cool, it gets the job done today. I'd thought I might wear my Colorado sandals instead of Birks, but I didn't love the way they looked.
There's just something about open vs. closed toes . . . I like the former look better than the latter. So EVA Birks it is, yet again. Those really have been the best shoe purchase I've made, possibly in the last decade. They are going to fall apart at some point, and they're definitely hard-worn already, but they're so tough and easy to wear that I just do keep wearing them.
Ponytail hair until I can get in to Great Clips for my much-needed trim.
Time to walk the dog before the heat kicks in.
Dress + apron =
They looked good together, too, I have to say . . .