They Say It's The Solstice ...

... And I suppose I should care, but though the wheel has indeed turned yet again, my beloved Winter feels so very far away. It's hard to get excited, knowing the annual heat driven malaise will get much worse before it gets better.

Today was fine. 40% better than yesterday. I started the day with a few hours at the salon, getting my hair gingered for the summer. It's always good to see Faith, Ali and the rest of the gals.

It was a bit of a shame, though, to look so put together and feel so good about myself, only to have several plans fall through at the last minute. No gig. No time in the city. Not even a meeting to determine the future of my shamanic work.

So I went home for the afternoon, all dressed up and nowhere to go, and picked E up at 6. Though our pitta / kapha differences continued to plague us, we eventually found some peace walking several miles along the river in Nyack.

Dinner at Chili's (our new thing) ended the evening on a better note, and we came home with french fries for Bug and watched the Doctor. Now I'm back up here, getting sleepy, waiting with baited breath for Winter. Or at least Autumn. Sigh.