A Spork in the Road

I’m out of town through the rest of August, and although this will be a bit of a busman’s holiday, I will mostly be Not Working during this time.

What I will be doing is resting, resetting my tension levels, and jump-starting my writing. To that end, I’ll be blogging as frequently as possible. I aim to blog daily, but we’ll see if that actually happens.

For today, I’d just like to comment on the contrast between Florida and the mid-Atlantic that is most striking to me today: the skies. Floridian skies are dominated by intense sunlight and dramatic clouds. I admire Floridian skies; I can get a crick in my neck from gawking at the layers of clouds and the dozens of kinds of birds.

We’re on Maryland’s Eastern Shore today, on the Chesapeake, and it’s a calmer, paler sky above us. The sun is warm but doesn’t sear as it does in Tampa. The few clouds that sneak across the sky are demure. They don’t have the fashion sense of Floridian clouds. It’s less exciting but also less draining; I feel quieter here.