Scattered summer scenes.

• Late night circles around campfires. 
• New Bible with plenty of room to write all over the margins and magical pens.
• Long work days. 
• Dietrich Bonhoeffer's "Discipleship" sacked out under a tree with the smell of fresh cut grass, ripe blackberries, and exclamation marks dancing around in my head.
• Dark drives homes with all the windows rolled down and fresh cut hay everywhere.
• Days so busy I don't even have time to check my email. Oh horrors.
• George Herbert. Oh yes.
• Revisiting Latin.
• Vacuuming the dust out of my room. Always. My life obsession.
• Summer colds.
• Laying on the floor past midnight writing retarded poetry.
• Reading Chaim Potok write to my soul while my nieces giggle in the pool.
• Stars. Everywhere. Almost every night. Swoon.
• Cool sunrises and hot sunsets.
• Exhaustion. 
• Roadtrips with wheat fields.
• Matt Chandler.
• Shakespeare plays with chocolate, wine, and Havarti.
• Struggles with an imperfect world and very messed up personage (namely, me).
• Good talks with my people. Never quite enough time.
• Serious baptism feasting (I mean really serious partying) all because of my new, handsome, perfect nephew. Seeing him and my bro as a dad for the first time = weep fest.  
• Missing all of the Olympics. :-P Oh well.
• Flickering hope to write and blog more regularly. And eat more blackberries.