It was a good summer.
This summer, I learned that I love zucchini - especially on pizza, sliced really thin, with fresh buffalo mozzarella. Also this summer, the fireflies were sparse. It could have been that I just wasn't out as much to enjoy their presence... but it felt to me that the fireflies took this summer off. It also didn't get very hot - only for about a week; I never made it to the outdoor water park. But I did go to a baseball game, and I went to Michigan for the first time ever (not much to write home about). My mom and sister visited, and we went to DC and watched Eric walk across a stage and become an MS-1.
Maybe I put on some weight. Maybe I lost a little muscle in my arms and shoulders. Maybe I caught not-mono, not-swine flu. Maybe I made some kids cry in clinic.
But it was a good full summer. Now it's onto autumn, with its crisp mornings and pumpkin curries. The days will get shorter but no less full, and I'm looking forward to it.
Hello, Autumn.
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