--If the old adage about red skies at night is true, our sailors should have a very delightful day. I came out to say goodnight to my spouse shortly after 9, after an hour of reading in bed. The sky just after sunset was blazing red.
--We slept with the bedroom window wide open last night--completely comfortable. I realize that we were one of the few spots in the continental U.S. who could make that claim. I feel lucky to be here in the mountains near Asheville.
--It reminded me, as it so often does, of summers at my grandmother's house in the 1970's, in Greenwood, SC, where the AC didn't rule the inside yet.
--Last night I dreamed it was the first day of classes that I teach onground and I went in and just launched into the lesson about why and how to write--no introductions, no syllabi. It was not an anxiety dream, just a funny, getting ahead of myself dream.
--I am trying to remember if I heard crickets and other night creatures all summer long last year, or if that chorus starts later. I remember waking up around 2 or 3, when some of them were still singing, but most of them had gone to bed. I am not hearing any crickets at all this year.
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