Where did the month go? Time somehow flies quicker while under the constricts of a COVID world. I thought it would be the opposite, but not having destinations or trips or movies takes away the significant markers that slow and still time, and without such demarcations the more even and consistent activities of work and waking fly by at a quicker clip. It turns out that doing less quickens the way time works. I’m not thrilled with that – time was moving plenty fast before this. Surely there’s a clever mechanism or mind trick that will slow things down. Maybe I will find it in mindfulness. My daily meditation also just moved up to 25 minutes, and nothing is preventing me from adding to that. Fall closes some windows, and opens some doors. On with the weekly recap, and it will be a recap of recaps, as summer ended and fall began.
Saving all the Speedo posts for the triple-part entry that comprised Summer 2020, it was still difficult to muster much excitement for a season that left us without any proper vacation, beach time, and an open pool for half the summer. Check it out anyway: Part One, Part Two and Part Three.
The arrival of autumn came with a pair of posts: If You Could Read My Mind – The Original and If You Could Read My Mind – The Remix.
Summer echoed, even after it was over.
Trying to save some of the summer inside.
What does the woolly bear say?
Why don’t you put your thumb up your butt?
A story-song for fall called ‘Betty’ by Taylor Swift.
The words of a wise woman, remembered and etched in history.
Cider doughnuts for a Saturday morning.
Solving the dilemma of Thanksgiving in a socially distant world.
Nobody does fall fragrance better than Tom Ford.
