I think I’m finally getting used to being back in South Texas. The fact that it’s going to get to 101 F, that there’s 80% humidity despite that it hasn’t rained for weeks and probably isn’t going to rain anytime soon, is becoming normal again. Stunningly blue skies. Sunsets like fireballs and huge full moons suspended on invisible strings. There’s a park/land reserve near our house. Walking through the scrubby desert landscape felt like releasing a long sigh. Knee-high grasses, rocks underfoot, live oak trees that don’t get taller than the phone lines, cacti, cacti, and more cacti. And sunflowers everywhere! That’s my favorite part. I used to consider South Texas ugly, but now that it is familiar, it is welcome. I’ll miss the birds of Oklahoma, but there are deer here, and I can identify most of the wildflowers by name.
New job this week: getting used to working near-full time again. 8:30-5:30, I hit rush hour traffic both ways. Corporate offices are one of the most bizarre things we humans have come up with, I think.
Choir rehearsal was last night. The librarian was glad to hand me my new folder, and apparently she had gotten it mixed up and was telling people I was going to Oxford for my masters. Oops. Well, it’ll get ironed out eventually. Not a big deal. I’m already planning on skipping the July 6 service because it’ll be “Patriotic Sunday.” I could barely sing “America the Beautiful” in rehearsal, I know I won’t be able to sing it for real. Though oddly enough I had great fun going through the military anthems: “and the caissons go rolling along!” and “Anchors aweigh my boys” and “Off we go, into the wild blue yonder!” and “From the halls of Montezuma to the hills of Tripoli…” I have no problem at all singing praises to an entity that deserves it (i.e. God), but I’ve studied U.S. history, I’m not a fan of manifest destiny, and we’re fallible nation like any other. The military songs are about going off and being brave and honorable–I can support that, but “alabaster cities gleam”? Come on!
Anyways, off to finish getting ready for work.