Summer is always a sweet yearly pinnacle of family time and travel, every one surpassing the last on the list of best Summers, so returning to Fall can be a bit rugged. The annual educational calendar that I abide brings me back to work and my rhythm is re-calibrated. I love my work, but freedom and family are what I live for.
This summer has to rank as one of my best ever. Miles and Ivy are old enough to entertain themselves (best friends) and appreciate our travels to familiar haunts. Every summer entails most of the same destinations but the experience can vary a lot at every phase of childhood and the adulthood that accompanies it. Parenting gets less intensive and more fun.
This re-entry has been relatively smooth; Miles and Ivy are finally at the same school, PS 130, which has been a nice stabilizer for acclimatization. My work obligations haven’t been overwhelming and I have found time to play. It’s been a nice balance of freedom and responsibility.
I am playing a lot of music in The Cabin – my basement studio construction packed with guitars and amps and keys and drums and computers. It is where I sit now, between jams, inadequately describing the external events of my life. I always feel like I say it much better with music.