The grass turns yellow and leaves drop off the trees because of stress, the smell of dry is distinct. Perhaps because it is such a contrast to the rest of the year.
I can’t remember the last time it rained. This is normal as we head into August.
Still...we are several inches short of rain compared to most years.
Today it rained just a bit.
I went out and stood in the rain.
How to look up and down at the same time.
And then stitched on my COVID quilt while listening to "On Being."
And was caught by a conversational thread about map making:
"I have this theory that millennials were called to be cartographers, to be mapmakers at a time when institutions were crumbling and the world was shifting in completely different ways, and so we’re creating blueprints, or trying to survey the land and understand it, and that the folks who are coming behind me, in Gen Z — man, they are builders." Jen Bailey
Thinking about generations.