My brain's been a giant blank since spring. Since I rarely do a lot of writing in the summer, that's not the end of the world, I suppose.
My granny died yesterday at 98.
I talked to my doc about the allergy thing and we're trying a couple of things. He's ex-army, badly allergic and wears a mask with a respirator all spring. My husband (retired air guard) took notes, and he's determined to have me wear one next spring. He rarely insists on anything, but I think he'll get his way and I'll be glad he did.
They were blasting rock behind my house this week for construction on the subdivision, which shook the house and left my dog shaking, too. I jumped a lot, and the kids found it exciting. We have lots of heavy equipment parked outside my back window.
Cooler than usual summer, nothing is on fire and lots of fruit on the trees, so that's good.