Goodnight Moon. Goodnight August. See you in September.

The Ultimate Day of August in 2009

The students started back to school today at MMA and Adams School in Castine. How can that be? Labor Day is still a week from now. It seems strange to me. Our schools when growing up waited properly until after Labor Day and we became reasonably well educated. I doubt that school extending beyond Memorial Day and starting before Labor Day really does much to educate. Maybe more camps and free time (supervised free time if needed) where children can dream? What about lying on the grass and allowing the crisper air of oncoming autumn tease you into a fantasy from and of pure imagination. I have a big belief in unencumbered time, especially in late August, the ultimate last month of Summer.

An Alexander in very late August

On the penultimate day of this August an Alexander appeared. I was awaiting his decision since early in August, but he and I had not anticipated one another actually until today. So just exactly how do we anticipate those whom we have never met? That must involve some projecting?

Anyway now there are four tenant students, three seniors and one sophomore approaching our home for the Winter/Spring 2009-2010 term at MMA - and I feel more complete!

Originally it seemed I might want to rent only three bedrooms, but I kept going back and fourth. Did I want the extra rent money more or the additional room upstairs more? The extra income seemed like the right path, but an appropriate tenant was not appearing until today, and Alexander is the choice. We have two young men and two young women and that works pretty well. There. Complete.

We now have no rooms available, and that is something new and different from yesterday in late August. Maybe a sub-theme of August was "getting the place rented"?

Full houses work for me. Four Kings, Four Queens if you count the cat and the dog, girl boy, girl boy. Actually August brings four full houses - and no need for folding, laundry that is, as late August means no more Summer People and linens to fold. I like this. The house and I are smiling.

There Are No Accidents

That was no accidental blog because there are no accidents as they say. But then I suspect that there are accidental Augusts.

Accidental Blogging

August is almost over. In my six decades I cannot recall a more uneventful August actually. What was August all about? Was there a theme? What did I do? The days came, and the days went and it seemed all I really was doing was trying to keep Aki Dog quiet so the Summer people who rent from us could have a peaceful time in our home and enjoy their vacations. I read some and watched a lot of Netflix and held the dog's big furry paw. I called my elderly aunt, Mary Orr, every day just to say hello. I learned that my neurological issues most likely have a genetic component on Chromosome V. It remains to be proven, but I most likely am showing symptoms of Spinal Muscular Atrophy Stage IV . It appears to run in the family. The babies in the family do not do well with it, so maybe in August in a conversation with my Cousin Artemis I have an explanation for my newborn baby's early death that was a puzzlement to the doctors back in 1980. This is because they didn't start to understand the disease until the mid 1980s. Interesting stuff. So maybe August was about understanding a family disease. Maybe August was about my Inner Life. Maybe August is winding down and I won't really miss it?