summer

Poppies in our front yard.

It's funky being plunked down in Rachacha like this, in the sun, in a co-op, in a state of pleasant idle. When I left a month ago, Spring was still fighting for its existence and there was school and all that. On my return, school is out, summer is in, and new faces abound.

I like this lackadaisical co-op atmosphere. New members are happily making the place their own. Kevin instigated a boardgame night tonight, everyone laughing around a multihour Risk game. Jimmy has our basement a corral for bikes, with co-op bikes with co-op locks. Pierre's been here for a month but is busy starting a co-op in Turin, Italy, where he's moving in another month. I love it when these things happen, when good stuff happens, spontaneously, enthusiastically, organically.

I fill my days whimsically. For once it's nice to not be completely overloaded. I helped our summer student out with some Unix and Matlab. I sat down and learned about fiber bundles. I went to the bookstore. I read another book. I slept in. I ate chocolate. I worked on the hot tub. With Joanna I did the co-op shopping. With Stacey I learned some accounting. (Fiber bundles are easier.)