Week 31 - Sleepy Deep Z Summer Greeting

Weeks I usually consider busy aren't considerably busy compared to the weeks when my nephew visits. You wanted a fact of life? This is it. But bliss fills, my day as the wish wells of hay spills, the days get darker and colder yet May's still a good deal away. Kill the sunshine with drapes, kill the drapes when I wake, greeted by sunshine mostly each and every day, and a blue lake that waves. In the weekend my nephew trained away; my brother, after he came to stay for a day.

We picked him up at the train station early in the mist, spent the day with fish, straining in water way past our wrists, with sauna and flora and fauna and risks and food up to a fifth and dude it's been a rich - day. The mist whisked away.

So, all's back to normal, the form's filled. We picked blueberries this morning after the dorm stilled. I think I slept for ten hours after getting up at four for two days straight, and going to sleep two days late, but not anymore! I'm floored though, like a lore of board oak, but never bored, and I never snore. Nope.

I'm heading back up in September, bet I'll remember, this summer like an ember that burns in my memory like, all other hikes and bike rides that spike life. I like summer and sometimes I write rhymes. Some times sun shines. Fun times. Last week.