Summer officially arrived at 2:46am this morning, but it’s felt like it’s been here since Memorial Day and the unofficial start of summer, despite some of the insane thunderstorms we’ve had. We’ve also already seen much hotter weather than usual: “June thus far has had an average temperature of 72.5, or 7.4 degrees above normal.”
I spent about an hour-and-a-half last night on yard work: mowing, weed whacking, and watering. I really enjoy it and feel as though I’m starting to understand it more. Not that I ever didn’t enjoy home ownership, but I feel like I’m getting the hang of it now. A year ago when I did things like mow the lawn, maybe I hadn’t bonded with the house or the land yet. Or maybe it had just been years since I had mowed any lawn and I’ve finally built up the experience again. It’s like that feeling Jen and I occasionally have when driving around town and share a memory about having been in that spot right when we moved to town — and how it looks and feels different; the orientation is off somehow. Maybe I’m finding my Chi. Or making this my Zen place.
Either way, it feels good.
