It was the solstice last night. The air was still and cracking with heat with the light lasting well toward 10 p.m. The little bugs were swarming and it would have been, if you were a fish, a feast of buzzing activity. I however, am not a bug, and it was tedious as they crawled en masse all over our glasses and plates as we attempted to have a little porch dinner to try to grab what little breeze there was out there....without much luck. It is an amazing delight, this luminary climb from the depths of December until this brilliant day mid June--brighter and brighter, lighter and lighter, more day and a little less night. More times to lighten the load and brighten your heart. Now we are on the slow decline until October, when the inky dark, long nights seep into our days--and with that crisp cold sleeping, and dark mornings with frosty windows. By then, the bugs are gone, the hummingbirds have moved on, and the dusting of snow and ice promise a long time in front of the fire.

I completed a book of poetry for a family friend--with it delivering after a day of printing and less than a week of standard shipping to everyone's delight. Nice to have that finished. Love Blurb. Love their InDesign app that makes making great publications easy. I used to be a Rah Rah Lulu books advocate, but now that I have sampled the ease and tools of Blurb--this lady is not going back.

I am working on some little houses....a collection of picture building blocks in illustrator . Kind of fun. All black and white...and pretty minimal. All inspired by primitive illustration which I adore and my midcentury illustration friends.

Time to go to the bank and be a grown up.