We did get a bit of rain last night, a pleasant wetting as we went out for dinner last night with beloved friends from up the coast. Unfortunately they are in town for surgery today, so I will be spending today and tomorrow at their beck and call, maybe in the interstices figuring out my "new" computer, which is supposed to arrive today, but probably mostly sitting in waiting rooms texting dinner-prep instructions to the boy . . . who made the most gorgeous loaf of challah yesterday afternoon, and will not need many pointers from me.
In the meantime, the usual: e.g., laundry and editing. The cucumbers are beginning to pour in; I wish you were here to eat a few with me, maybe with a bit of fresh mint and yogurt. And the August insects are singing their poignant end-of-days songs.