The heat broke today. It's cool and windy and strangely quiet. No kids are out playing and the pool is closed. It seems more like a warm winter day than a cool summer one. It makes me think of the days spent in the desert by the holy cross. Alone and free with only the wind to sing to me. I didn't feel lonely, rather I had a sense of contented freedom. These past two days have been happy days. My moods haven't intruded much. The joy felt a little manic and scary at times but most just serene. Watching hummingbirds and cuddling with Mike. The wind sings like an old friend.
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