Summer

Summer in Los Angeles never seemed that different from any other season. We grilled, gardened, and threw dinner parties under the apricot tree pretty much year-round. Things are different here. I’m learning a new vocabulary of weather and atmosphere that is unfamiliar. I can’t quite do the conversion to Celsius in my head, but I’ve learned that 30 degrees is hot. Mix that with high humidity and it makes for a powerful change from what I’m used to. You have to move more slowly in this weather, otherwise you wind up sticky after 5 minutes. 

Here's what you missed...

Things have been chaotic lately. In the past few weeks I’ve done the following:

• Flown to LA and back to Montreal (with the cat)
• Taken 2 pets to 3 vets in 2 countries
• Marveled at the fact that 2 out of 3 pets have managed to tear their cruciate ligament, especially since one has already had it surgically repaired
• Packed up the temporary apartment
• Moved into the house, unpacked lots of boxes, and had a joyous reunion with our stuff from storage
• Cooked good food
• Celebrated our 7^th anniversary
• Hung out in our yard and on our deck
• And tried to convince New Dog that the back yard isn’t a terrifying place to be avoided

Whew. That’s a lot.