Old Man In Repose Among the Clouds – Photo: L. Weikel
Chill Out
Ha ha – I’m undoubtedly dating myself with the title to this post. Meh – that’s ok. There could be a lot worse phrases from my youth that I could proffer at this moment. “Chill out,” seems to be one of the most benign.
All the signs are here. We’re receiving a message. Are we listening?
Even the dramatic change we’re experiencing in the weather appears to be making a statement. (Of course, I’m speaking for eastern Pennsylvania, but I’m pretty sure many other places are getting a similar message.) It was oppressively hot today. And if the Weather Channel is worth its salt, we apparently have many more days ahead of us, all in a row, to practice our ability to remain calm, cool, and collected in the midst of one shit storm after another.
Even Walking Was Rough
We put off walking until the last possible moment this evening. And even then the heat took a toll on all of us. Spartacus panted the whole way and we only did our two mile jaunt.
Meanwhile, Sheila’s been sitting out on our walks for several days now, only managing to stroll up the road a piece and back again. Just enough to get her system moving enough to qualify as a ‘constitutional.’
Taking Cues From The Man
When I saw this guy so obviously in repose in the sky yesterday, I had to take his photo. I knew he was bringing all of us a message.
It’s time to stay home. Kick back. Stay cool. Read a book. Wear a mask.
Yup.
I’m taking my cues from the Man In the Sky: “Chill out.” I suggest we all heed his advice while we can.
Old Man in Repose Close Up – Photo: L. Weikel
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