June ended with great sorrow in the family.  Losing Aunt Janet was a huge blow to all of us.  She was always such a little dynamo, full of enough love for anyone who showed up on her doorstep.

     And so July begins, with plenty of heat and noise to start us off.  We’ve already had nightly illegal fireworks going for two months around here and I’m hoping they manage to explode them all by the fourth so we don’t have to suffer through them for the rest of the summer.  Yes, I know that is a pipe dream.  At least the noise doesn’t bother Gavin and Patty like it does many dogs.

     I dream of having tons of inspiration and creativity burying me over the next several months so I don’t have time to dwell on sorrows.  It’d be nice to finish all my projects.