August is here. I can see the tilting of the earth reversing. I watch the sunrise and sunset and try to tell the time of day by the position of the sun on the horizon. Noting that I’m in a valley so my horizon is the hill-line surrounding me.
I’m busy. Weather has dried up enough for me to get some work done. To make some gains on my projects. 2024 has been a tough year on my projects. The excessive rain (I blame it all on glow-ball warming) has put months and months of delays on me. One project is a solid 12 months behind schedule, but thats a seperate story…
My morning are very chilly. Ive been wrapping up and staying toasty under the covers these past mornings. My house is big and hollow. I dont run the heater, preferring to put a sweater on, wrapping in a granny blanket. Staying in bed until the day’s light reaches the valley floor. We do not get “cold” like my birth-land, Iowa, can be. I have not seen “freezing” temps here, ever.
A month ago the sun hit us 8am or so. It’d set about 4pm. Once the radiant heats departs the chill sets in quickly. This morning, at 7am, it was still foggy, damp and chilly. By 8am it was bright and much warmer outside than inside the house. I worked outside until well after 4pm yesterday. My days are getting longer.
I have been talking to my Big Boer Buddy, Gerhardus, about the world, politics, the US debacle, etc, etc… Ive been telling G to read George Orwell. 1984 and Animal Farm are good reference reads these days.
We are in peculiar times, trying times, even dangerous times. Funny how an old piece of literature can be pertinent and current.
Must be magic.
I do believe in magic.
August is a magical month.
More later
The Native Iowan 
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