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Happy Lammas!

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Today is mid-summer. Truly. We are halfway through summer, celestially speaking. Today(ish) is the cross quarter between summer solstice and autumnal equinox.

I think of it as The Feast of Sunflowers and/or First Harvest. Gardens are overflowing. Hopefully, your life is overflowing with abundance of growth, happiness, contentment, peace, change, permanence, love, and all the beauty that Life has to share with us.

I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.

—Oberon describes Titania’s bower, where she sleeps. Act 2, Scene 1

A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Shakespeare

Today, I’m working on finishing my Apocalypse zine. Zine Fest is upon us!!! October 4-6. So I’m trying to finish up my half-done zines for my table there. If all goes as planned – and we all know how that goes – then I’ll have 4 completed full size zines, 1 mid-size zine, and 3 mini-zines. I’m proud of myself.

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home. road. house. family. journey. cloud.

some of the words from the Thesaurus and Dictionary and book of Synonyms, Antonyms, and Prepositions that I have that I’m copying for my Road Trip Zine. There are some interesting associations. Not as dramatic as some of the past issues, but, hey, it’s a road trip. It’s not supposed to be serious.

makin’ copies

working on the road trip zine

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I got some photo paper for the ink jet printer that I have. And I working out which of all the snap shots that I took during my road trip last month to include in my zine about the trip.  And I’m putting down some (more) of my thoughts about home and family.

As opposed to s’mores thoughts.

Which I have from time to time, too.

We did not have s’mores on the road trip. We had beef jerky, orange juice drinks, Dr. Peppers, popcorn, and peanut butter and crackers. This is not an exhaustive list.

excerpt of my thoughts:

Family is not the same thing as Home.

 It was hard not to include the part of the map of Missouri that I grew up in, the part that I think of as Home.  And not to include the part of Texas that is also Home.  New Mexico is a home away from Home, much like Chicago, New Orleans, and – now – Kansas City.

Found on Pinterest:

s'mores according to REI