It’s the end of summer when, try as it may, the heat struggles to rally. We may get one or two more freakishly warm days, but the very early morning air is starting to get crispy, and the beach sun seems to pick up filaments that makes it soft.

September to December is always a blur (mostly because of work) so it’s a rare weekend desk day with ample opportunity to just be still.

(1) We Are Pilgrims! (The Imaginative Conservative)

(2) Voyager Probe is Reaching its Final Limit (YouTube)