August has always meant family gatherings, beach days, ripe peaches and fresh corn and a string of long hot afternoons that drag straight into a starry night. For as long as I can remember August has ruled the summer. Bathing suits and towels slung over deck railings, everyone talking around a table filled with farm fresh everything, sandy feet padding about on sandy paths, berries popping from vine to mouth and all the time in the world to do nothing. Hands down August wins every time.
There is a good and valid reason that I am reposting a previous blog instead of writing tonight. Actually, there are several. None of them have to do with not writing or being sick or anything tragic. I will explain more when I have a chance but just know I am doing great and will share some exciting news soon. In the meantime, I invite you to read along to join me on a spectacular stroll. One that will appeal to all your senses. For most definitely, reading L is for Lilac will do it all! Smile, take a breath, and feel the purple love bursting all around. Even here, in California, we are dancing under the jacaranda trees with the same delight!
Even surrounded by the bright blue one can feel the imminent danger targeting our lives these last 100 days. The emergency signals are sparking from one side of the globe to another while we wonder exactly how to respond. This week alone the Reading Partners program that allowed me to read with several 4th graders was cut by the White House. At least 20 states are suing over this abrupt elimination of over 1,000 AmeriCorps programs. “My question to this administration is: Is nothing sacred? Is nothing worth protecting?” Philip J. Weiser, the attorney general of Colorado, one of the states that sued, said in a virtual joint news conference on Tuesday” (The New York Times).
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