Happy Solstice to All in Everyday Ramblings

As our days turn shorter I am happy to know that for those of you heading into winter your days will lengthen and spring won’t be so far away.

We were all so caught up in the Senate vote last night not to do one single thing about the availability of assault weapons that I forgot to celebrate the longest day of the year with my students.

We were also in an historic parlor room with old thin glass windows that would break if we tried to open them, so the sextons brought us these huge fans that were incredibly noisy. I turned one off but still the students in the back couldn’t hear me anyway. When I turned the second fan off for rest at the end of class the silence was deafening.

And delicious.

Kes pinged me just before class to tell me that Miss E. was safely at home in Seattle.

Oh happy day! She, of course, giddy from her first foray into complete seeming independence (there was a whole team of various adults watching out for her from afar and even a few in Paris) dropped her bags at home and went off to see her friends. She will probably crash and burn and sleep for a week just as soon as she reconnects.

We still don’t have much information about what actually transpired that made her have to get out of her exchange home so quickly but it clearly was not a match.

Kes and Most Honorable are going up next weekend and may (or may not), glean some more information. But she is home and not traumatized and all chic and sophisticated now. :) At one point during the trip she was clearly channeling her grandmother’s interest in history and that was quite poignant for the rest of us.

For me after an intensely social three days I am returning to regularly scheduled programing. But I do have a much cleaner closet. :)

Because of my dental appointments I let my hair get unruly and I am looking forward to a cut tonight. I even have one evening this week with nothing scheduled!

Yippee.

That’s it. Just checking in to say that all is well after much fretting and metaphorical handwringing.

Oh, and this is a current picture. I took it across the street a few days ago.

Embedded in one changing season is always the next.