From 57th Street Books.
Since my last post, the light has shifted and softened, the sunflowers have bloomed, and my flutes have nearly made it back home. The fall semester — and with it, band rehearsals and weekly music lessons — begins next week. But this week, I am celebrating the near end of the summer.
Last night, after some noodles and bookstore wandering, we watched the White Sox handily beat the Yankees. Later this week, we plan to enjoy a post-tourist, post-summer-campers museum visit. And over the weekend, we will wander in one of the conservation areas.
Nerdishly 
My life would seem less miserable if you would make up a tale of misery from time to time. Just for fun…
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Oh my. I’m so sorry.
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Hey, it’s okay; thank you. It has been nearly thirteen years since he died. Celebrating small joys is how I haven’t.
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Related entry: https://nerdishly.com/2022/12/11/called-to-service/
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You know, I read your posts, which I always appreciate, and I think that I am doing too many things that don’t matter. Too much striving. Too much frantic activity. I need to slow down and enjoy good things. Thank you for that.
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