Late summer in USA. Little rain, still quite warm.
100 degrees on Labor Day, so unusual. Days becoming shorter.
Darkness captures our walks at night unaware.
It’s a Saturday to hang out — my activity level in dealing with
this new health challenge has been intense, and somewhat difficult
to manage, and know what to do. Now, after listening to Rev Kay’s morning
meditation, it is time to be still. And just hang out.
It is the change of seasons, as I wait in the waiting room.