a message for you.
please excuse my dust as this blog site is still under construction.
im back && life is good.
(posted on Friday, August 27 by eii wyy nae.)
& im sheltering behind curtains & shadows & parking in the shade when i venture out, if shade can be found, if others havent already claimed it as theirs. the trees at my maaa's house are mostly in the back yard, too far from from the driveway to offer any coolness, & it matters not if i back into the drive or pull forward ~ the sun is relentless & the heat is hard, merciless & fast. ive lived in hot places only & am familiar with augusts both humid & dry, but i always forget the trueness of hot.
ive the memories, know the feel of a hot road under bare feet, but like pain, it is easy to remember, but impossible to conjure up that true feeling.
4 days into 5 days off & each afternoon finds me in acceptance of this heat, indeed the afternoons are the easiest ~ i tell myself it is august, it is "texas" out there, after all & i relax into the coolness of my house, quite shaded & i read & i read, yesterday daddy began to repaint the bathroom, no hurry, just a bit here & there, it is something to do when he cant sleep & the books have momentarily lost their charm.
the lovely, lovely maaa & i shop antique stores full of dark, heavy furniture & mi casa imperfecta, small though it is, feels like luxury when i get home ~ airy, light, cluttered, but full of sunshine filtered through leaves hanging still in the motionless air. there is silence & cool white sheets on the bed & the freezer holds nothing but ice & lime popsicles. there is a kitkat bar in the refrigerator & milk for cheerios, strawberries, blueberries & white grapes.
im drowsy by 5 pm, lulled by the sound of the air conditioner & the fan.
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Signed with love,
the diarykeeper, eii wyy nae.
Labels: augusts., merciless
