It is almost July and I have not written a thing since winter. I attribute it to age. I now have a tendency like some shelless tortoise to stop where I am and brood. Little gets accomplished.

Utah has escaped the heat dome enveloping the country to the east. It is cooler than normal. No sense of living in the desert except for a distinct lack of rain. In the south, fires are raging. Here, life has taken on a placid warm weather emptiness.

i have come to the conclusion that the movers did not move most of the rulesets. I had stored them in an archival storage box which i found was stuffed with old plastic hangers and various things from the bathrooms. Moving was mysteriously hit and miss.

A trip to England comes up shortly. I have yet to find a store there to visit though I am certain one will come up. All in all, a low key summer ahead.