Brings a new month… August. Oh, August.
Yesterday, Sylvia Plath was on my mind with her quote:
August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.
Saturday it “felt and smelled like rain” any minute for most of the day… but that rain held off until late at night. Sunday was a very grey and rainy day. Thunder rumbling and rain spattering against the windows. Quite a delightful day with all that August rain. Oh, and I do love how Sylvia (like me) has her eye on fall.
I am almost done with my second time through Whistler and I love it even more this time. AND! Up next will be my second reading/listening (I will pair them together this time) of John of John.
Dear Friends… I don’t believe there is a better way to spend the odd uneven time of August than lingering with books I have read and loved deeply. I believe that I will spend the rest of the month revisiting some dear friends. August is a very good month to be a bit nostalgic… don’t you think?
I will see you all back here on Wednesday. Happy Monday everyone!
I have yet to read Whistler, I do love her writing. It’s on the LIST. It rained so much!! Gah. But with that kind of weather, I stay inside and do my creating things and that makes the weather okay.
We drove through a lot of that rain yesterday, which was not fun, so I’m glad it’s moved on today. The change in the calendar to August means my kid is now freaking out about all that she has to do before school starts (even though all summer I’ve been telling her not to leave everything until the end!). I’m not necessarily looking forward to the start of the school year (because that means the start of a stressed-out kid again), but I am looking forward to September, which always feels like the most beautiful month of the year.
Yes, my eyes are on Fall as well. This humidity is just awful. We did have a rousing thunder storm in the middle of the night which sounded wonderful (though broken sleep…). I love the phrase “the odd uneven time” – seems perfect for right now!
That is a wonderful quote! It feels like an “odd uneven time” because our weather is quite humid and unsettled with thunderstorms every other hour, and I’m anxiously awaiting fall. It does feel like a good time to revisit old friends and I’ll soon be rereading John of John the same way you are.
Oh we are praying for rain out here. I always find August a difficult mix of preparing for fall (or not) and getting in some more of the good parts of summer.
For some reason I’ve been leaning a LOT into nostalgia lately. Saturday, Dale and I drove to a state park near us and I was flooded with memories of camping there with him when Hannah was small. I’m still holding on to summer so I’m hoping August unfurls slowly and lingers.