August 1, 2021

2021.08.01
The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless, and hot.
Natalie Babbitt, Tuck Everlasting

The ownership of land is an odd thing when you come to think of it. How deep, after all, can it go? If a person owns a piece of land, does he own it all the way down, in ever narrowing dimensions, till it meets all other pieces at the center of the earth? Or does ownership consist only of a thin crust under which the friendly worms have never heard of trespassing?
Natalie Babbitt, Tuck Everlasting
Another good line: "At this the toad stirred and blinked. It gave a heave of muscles and plopped its heavy mudball of a body a few inches farther away from her." I love that "heavy mudball" description.
A retelling of the tale of the fools at Hobby Lobby in the style of Epic of Gilfamesh

Went to the Andres Institute of Art and its Sculpture Park / trails with Melissa Liz and Ariana, up in Brookline NH. Kind of a neat blend of scenic hiking and art.