Sunday evening. It's been a pleasant day, a breeze blowing and not too hot or humid.
No sound except the cicadas singing in the woods.
I've spent a lot of the day at a table out under the trees, listening to the local radio station. On Sunday they have good news programs, and some easy listening music. I smoked my pipe, drank iced sweet tea, and just relished the tranquility.
My wife had a good visit up North with my son and daughter. I wish I could have gone, but you can't leave your place for long here. My buildings need to be taken care of, my animals need care, and I'd feel uncomfortable being away for long.
The kids will be coming down sometime in October for a break, and I'll get to see them then. I miss them, life was more interesting when they were home.
My wife starts school again on Monday, so she's left to go to her mom's, over in the county she teaches in. M stays over there during the school week and comes home on weekends. I went over to the little lake near my house, but I wasn't there long. I did one turn around the walking path, which is just over a mile. Then I sat on a bench for awhile and just enjoyed the quiet. School has started throughout the state and the park is deserted. I think tomorrow I'll go over for a swim.
It's good to be home. I'm in control of events here, and I know my ground. I think it may be a long while before I venture out of the area again. Things are more sedate here.