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But I promise, I've not been idle. The brain is functioning nicely, I'm just feeling no drive to write. Well, not true. I've been hand writing our big Southern Tour, like an old-fashioned diary. I've not mustered the energy to transcribe it to this confounded machine yet. Perhaps when school begins anew.
My birthday passed with great fanfare, and I received a lovely journal that reads "find the magic in everything", so I have been. And so should you. I always long to share with everyone the bits of magic I find every day, but recently, I have been focusing on the observance rather than the need to expound on it. This has been a lazy summer, mostly out of necessity, for it's been beyond the levels of hot I am used to. So, the goal has been immobility, and I've succeeded grandly in that. I apologize. Today was a rare day, full of western breezes and gently sunshine, and dry air. I went to the farmer's market, and gleefully picked out eggplants and peaches, tomatoes and baby cucumbers, wax beans and red potatoes. This is a great time of year to be a Pennsylvanian. Between harsh winters and baking summers, we have these days, and I live for them.
Find the Magic in everything. I like that. The person who chose this journal for me knows exactly who I am. What a great friend to have. Magic in everything. Yes, indeed.
Very soon, I shall get back into the swing of things. Until then, enjoy the remnants of the summer season, my friends and followers, and shine like the sun. You shouldn't be trapped inside piffing about on this stupid contraption anyway. Go outside and find some magic. Happy hunting!
Love and light,
Tanya
