“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan


internet silence

this is where and when and how summer begins for me.  when we catch up at work, when all the spring rush deadline gotta-be-outs are out, when there is a blank space of time before we begin our summer season, when we are catching up on all the odds and ends and small stuff we forgot, when we shift to 4 day weeks to soothe that we-never-get-vacations  thing.  it begins with a 4½ day weekend to kick it off.

it begins on a different lake than the one pictured above and with a bit of a bit of a sunburn - good for my soul and my aches and my pains.  it begins with calling insomnia just staying up late with the stars.  it begins here & now & it begins with internet silence.  no facebook, no twitter, no pinterest, no email, no blog.


i'll see y'all on tuesday.



  1. unless anything comes up tomorrow, my weekend starts now as well. and that is a beautiful thing.
    enjoy your time!

  2. Sounds perfect! Have a terrific holiday weekend, Deb!

  3. Has been a busy several days, but finally I have all the time in the world to mull over the curvature of that warped board in your photo. With enough mulling I think I can get it all mulled out--back straight and in proper alignment.


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