
It's almost the middle of the night, given the typical schedule, but this is summer -- up and early to the bank and petrol station for newsprint,

then sprinting down 680 with the fog teasing the Sulfur Springs Mountains....

Past horse farm to first day of new semester, which goes well -- nice crop of new students, and enrollment is up -- teaching both classes with visuals off the blog and mostly audio from itunes.
Home and head for pool,

and, in the shadows of the evening, prepare for publication Mice and Men, Act V, Scene II, B, page 2.