Today I went to the first faculty meeting of the new semester. This time next week, the first year students will be on campus.
It's been a lovely summer - some good trips and then some slow-moving and peaceful weeks.
I confess I've done more murder-mystery reading than anthing else. I'm feeling guilty about not producing any poems. Just couldn't break out of my inertia.
I do have a new book coming out, though. Perhaps when I get home today, it will have arrived in the mail.
Again, I'm going to try to post some photos from the summer.