As one that for a weary space has lain

Back with daily blather.

Nothing exciting this summer, I'm afraid; I had a relaxing staycation. I did nothing out of the ordinary, worked at the Old Job about a dozen times or so for a little extra cash, stayed up very late and slept in like a lord's bastard.

I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.

Or, in my case, observing a DVD.