I have flitting summer brain right now, as we move into August and Fall lurks just around the corner. It’s been a quick summer but they always seem that way, don’t they?
The dog days. Why they’re called that, I don’t know, but that they are.
Of course I had to look it up. It has to do with the constellation Sirius and not at all with heat, which I’d assumed.
I like the lazy dog version better.
Not going to linger today, not much to report writing-wise, only bits and bobbles, and the fitness was five days, five workouts.
How was your week?
A Bit to Read 
Still travelling in our caravan experiencing summer like weather in Townsville Queensland while the cold winds blow at home. I’m trying to read The Milkman, set in Northern Ireland in the 1970s. It was set for my Book Club and won the Booker Prize. I’m finding I can only read a small section at a time as it is written in “stream of consciousness” form with few paragraph and long chapters.
Tomorrow we begin the long trek home, but slowly over two weeks as we have some stops on the way.
LikeLike