There’s a slow feeling to this Monday morning. The fog has shown up in full cloak to cut the heat of the past few weeks—the heat that felt like big blocks of stifled air, yet I started to get used to it—the feel of my own breath being pulled into the hot vacuum of Summer.
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4 comments:
Rebb,
It's been hot, but last night it cooled down. I wore my yellow fleece jacket this morning. But the summer is here, and to me, summer means yellow.
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Keiko, I absolutely love your word picture for Monday! It’s still cooler here too. Last week it was extra hot. Yes, summer is here, and I like the yellow you see.
Rebb,
Thank you. You gave me an idea, so I followed. It's like renga (link songs). I think the internet is great for this kind of games. We can have several groups and compete within certain time period. Of course, we need judges, or else we'll win every time!
That's great Keiko. That is something I bet you would do very well. Have fun doing Renga!
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