Living a bit too fast

I haven't had time to get out my camera lately.

Most of the time, I can't even remember where I put it.

So much of the experience can't be caught on a screen, that I don't feel too badly about missing those snapshots. Just take the still frames in my mind and enjoy the moment while it's there...

Ah, finally the weather is summer up here! Mid-upper 70s is plenty high for me. And the Smells! There's something tantalizing about the smell of a breeze coming in the window that's come from the lake then through trees and fresh-cut grass.

Funny short story- On Tuesday I rode the 9 miles or so to the dunes down the road, having left at 10 am without sunscreen. Did I have even an inkling of the damage the beautiful warm sun could do in the hours I lay with my book reading on the beach!? Of course not. The last hour I sat with my very burnt arm in my shirt while I held the book for the last 50 pages in the other hand and turned pages. That's pretty much the way it was, because although I tried to sit in the shade, the air was still too cool for my crisp arms. On the ride home at 4:30, where was the sun? Shining on none other than the crispier arm, of course :) A nice couple in the roadside park gave me some sunscreen to help a little, then when I returned I raided my absent roommate's medicine drawer for her Aloe.
The arms are still a little burnt, after many liberal applications of lotion, but I do have some nice unburnt lines on the wrists where hair-ties live. Not that I need them anymore, with the new 'do!

Happy Thursday, all (-;