When did it start getting dark so early? It seems we time traveled during our journey back west; I now make my way toward sleep in astounding pitch-blackness. And why are there suddenly so many spiders? As I tied my shoes this morning I watched one drag around a wad of dog hair like toilet paper stuck to a shoe. It’s still warm but the breeze is cool.
Begrudgingly, the boys submitted to haircuts this afternoon at our neighborhood barber shop (run by three Vietnamese women). We all seem sanguine about school starting in the morning. The day ended with a thunderstorm followed by hail and then rain.