From the Hip

It's strange to sit and writing. Months have passed since I wrote words down and now as I sit on my sunny front porch on the cusp of August, I wonder where time has gone. Part of my summer is a blur with endless days of backyard gardening; trips to the beach; hikes in the woods; long morning of sleeping in and late nights of wine. In May we waded through school work and watched the tulips bloom and fase. In June, the girls and I logged over 150 miles on the bikes. July I was able to enjoy Cousin's Month with my Cousin/Sister/Mom and fellow reading buddy, Sarah. Flowers bloomed and pages were turned. Sprinklers ran and boats sailed by. It's been a sweet and bitter time. Some of my regular summer plans were canceled. Some were forgotten. New things grew in their place. Reading stayed the same. #Unreadshelfproject2020 update In January the inventory is as follows: 14 Kindle Books 11 Audio Books 125 hard/soft covered books July 31, mid year inventory is as follows:...