A bit of a panic these days. Trying to paint, teach animation at Art Camp in Los Alamos, and fend off mundane obligations, all at once. At least I'm not writing stupid short stories and painting stage sets. I miss digging ditches, moving rocks, and tidying the shed.
Two weeks to go.
The monsoon has come early this year. Everything has been hot and dry up until now. A dry spring and a dry early summer. No problem with weeds, very few creatures around, even the hummingbirds aren't annoying me; bees, poor bees, no more bees, nothing to do with the drought though -- even the Carpenter Bees haven't returned this year to make their perfect little holes in our porch posts.
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