Wee!! Three weeks ago I was getting in the lake every day, floating and peeing and reading and painting on rocks and saying summer is most certainly not over and today I swept fallen leaves out of the house, so what is an ending if not a new beginning and over and over again-- all of these cycles happening constantly but at slightly different speeds. Puzzle pieces clicking lately. Major thanks to M&B and their garage of mice and me, me and mice, mice and I am always finding a mouse wherever I go. I have been saying I'm feeling awfully like a very big small rodent. Chew chew chew. It's like I've been fitting so much in lately and somehow things are starting to fit. I'm 26 and splitting wood. I'm focusing on squeezing everything I can out of each lemon even if I'm squeezing eight lemons at once. It's time to bake a tart? It's good to be full, it's good to keep running even when on empty, it's good to take a cat nap and wake up equal parts sweat...