The holiday weekend offered a good taste of summer. The days were hot. We hosted guests. We cooked out every chance we got. We’re doing it again this evening. As I write this, I’m sitting on my deck feeling the humidity sink into the day already. I love this kind of weather and the odd combination of bursts of activity followed by complete sloth. Mow the yard, plant some plants, weed the garden, then lounge on the porch with a tall glass of iced tea.
Today it’s back to work, but its tenor will be different. Everyone’s in exams. I’ll be writing comments for report cards, planning an event for tomorrow, planning for classes for next year. Students are done by 11. In theory, I could be, too, but for at least today and tomorrow, I’ll likely be staying until my normal time. It’s a transitional stage from work to summer. After this weekend, I’m more than ready for summer. I know it’s going to be hard to buckle down and focus when I know there are the lazy days ahead of me.