Julyness

July 15

It wasn't early, early when we finally went downstairs. The dreaming had been intense, multi-layered, and in and out of the layers kind of dream.

We'd both wake up, we were up early in the late late night, then head back into the dreaming. Out again, then back into it, like fish diving in and out of the surf.

By the time we got down to the kitchen to make breakfast we were really making lunch, well lunch-time, anyway. Still, it was breakfast that we ate.

In dream rhythm, out of world rhythm, until we left the house and drove, it was raining, to the treadmill machine. Got our walk in, we thought dryly.

Found a parking spot afterwards and bought a chocolate ice cream, the one from yesterday, and it was just as good as the previous day's cone. This is the place.

In layers, this day is. Drove around twice to get a slot near the cafe. Found one.

The mocha latte, tall, came from a full punch card. The benefits of being a regular.

The painting yesterday flowed out of us when we finally made it into the studio.
It felt so good to be painting. Can you imagine being able to spend your life painting together with your beloved? That is some kind of wonderful for sure.

Figured out a way to keep the studio cool. Put the air-conditioner in the wagon in front of the door. Roll it aside to come and go. Put up a clean heavy plastic curtain to keep in the cool. Cool.

We make progress with this day. Hope you are, too.