Wednesday, August 28, 2019

All the signs are telling me summer is over. The luxurious yachts and boats are heading south. Flocks of geese are gathering. Last night there was such a racket from a group of starlings (more than a hundred I’m sure) that they must be preparing to migrate. Some of the trees are starting to turn and occasionally I see leaves falling. It seems early but I don’t mind the cooler weather in the mornings and evenings.

I headed out to do some shopping first thing this morning. I needed to pick up some things for the Hall for the show tomorrow night. I expected to have to make a second trip to the health food store and the farmer’s market for a couple of other items but I was able to get them at the grocery store.

I’ve been at one desk or another for most of the day. I prepared tickets for the show at the Hall tomorrow night, and put together the tickets for the six Texada House Concerts. There was a bit of my personal paper work that I attended to. Last week while I was sorting through some photos I came across my journal from my West Coast Trail hike. I transcribed it and got lost in the online photos from the trail.

I still have a lot of Hall paper to sort through so I’d best get back to it.