(The window ledge outside my studio)
My mind has been stuck in the doldrums of summer lately, or becalmed as my brother would say when we were sailing off the coast of California and the wind died. Usually at those times a fog would also surround us and that could be pretty scary if we happened to be close to the shipping lanes. I feel like my mind is fogged in, too. Any activity that requires more thinking than lifting a glass of sweet tea (iced tea), reading a not too challenging book, or picking the dead blossoms off flowers has just been beyond me. I haven't even been doing too well at the dead blossom thing, as you can tell from the photo above. And, the brain fog is getting thicker as I write this...I think I'll go to bed.
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