It's super late, and super deliciously icebox cold up here, and I should go to bed, but first, here are today's top stories.
With the central air finally fixed (oh, did I not mention that yesterday amidst all the bowing?!?) and my entire body exhausted, I slept until almost 11, which I never ever ever do anymore. I felt bad accepting E's offer to cover the desk at the 'Seed for me, as it ended up being a real energy suck for her, but it was the right thing for me, as I was able to hold onto to the sweet vibe from yesterday.
After a late breakfast, we decided to take a Memorial Day ride, but not before stopping in at the 'Bucks and chatting a bit with a few of the boys that E works with. Eventually, we made our way to the Thruway and up to Poughkeepsie, so we could walk over the Mighty Hudson, which I wanted to make sure I did before leaving. That river is one of the things I'll miss the most when I'm gone.
It was a hot day, especially in the Standard Icarus! Outfit, but once we got out over the water, there was a breeze and we made a T.A.Z. The shot above is from where we stood, facing South, for about an hour. Always so much magick at the Mighty. So many years we've been going there, and it never fails to provide. Dear Mister Cole and Mister Durand and Mister Seeger all knew that truth so well.
Sadly, the breeze did not follow us off of the bridge, so though we had a lovely coda of a drive down to New Paltz, we did not get out and walk the hill. (Besides, not going to the Inquiring Minds Bookstore would've been waaaaaay too difficult.) So we headed home contentedly and got back around 9, and it's been as quiet and gentle as it gets around here ever since. Not a bad way to spend a Sunday.
Off to bed, then. Good night.
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