The leaves are not yet turning here in Central New York, but the temperature has fallen and the the humidity is gone (thank goodness).
And school is in session.
Although I am in the middle of retiring from Cornell University (one more class to go), I still feel the rhythm of the academic year. I also have a teenager in High School which underlines the schedule of our days. I no longer have to wake her up, make a lunch, or hand her a backpack and take her to school, but the house still vibrates each morning with her shower and hairdryer and the slam of the door as she rushes out to AP Biology.
Many who write a blog take a break, or have nothing to say, for a while and that's the case here too. What's my excuse?
Oh, the rhythm of life, I guess.
I was in Venice, Italy, for a month this summer and then home working on this and that. Then I got Lyme's Disease and that sort of took over my energy.
In the next few posts I am going to write about the book I've started: Venetians Invented Everything or I Veneziani Inventarono Tutto.
And they did.
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