Why I Read the Way I Do
A place to begin ā again. This past year was particularly rough for me. My house was under constructionāall yearāand still is, with a seemingly endless punch list that continues to demand attention. If only that had been the hardest thing we had to endure. The longest day of the yearāthe official start of summerāwas beautiful. The weather was warm, and the sunset over the mountains lingered asā¦













