Well now – summer, 2018 is halfway gone. I know. I know how loathed I am by people when I point that fact out, but tis true.
Q: What did I learn this summer so far?
A: Don’t visit Florida in July. Far too humid.
the summer of
It was the summer of
National Federation of the Blind conventions,
jitters of the first-timers, and memories made.
A group of members left Canada (from the Canadian version of the NFB) and spent a 4th of July (Independence Day) in one of the states of the union. From a distance, fireworks could be heard, after one of the many downpours came and went just as quickly.
My summer really started on that cloudy Wednesday.
It’s been the summer of seminars, speeches, and banquets, which included one free palm read.
An early morning solo swim, where the night before the pool deck, dark and silent, held a certain charm of its own.
Airplanes and the world’s quickest flight home.
My summer has now included a chest cold and a shattered iPhone screen, tire driven over, when I did not secure it safely inside my purse, but I now listen more closely to the rhythm of my heart.
Halfway through the summer and another FTSF with host Kristi and co-host
Kenya G. Johnson
of Sporadically Yours.
Next up: autumn, my favourite of all seasons, though this summer hasn’t been half bad.