It was a hot day today. We spent the morning at the singing grove. The trees sang us a farewell song and hoped that we would all be back next summer. My ash grew a lot this summer and I told her so. She said it was because I took such good care of her. That made me feel good.
We lazed at the lake all afternoon. It was too hot to do much else. I sat on the bottom of the lake where the water is coolest. Miche sent fish to poke and prod me to get out. She said it was because I’d miss supper otherwise. Maybe so.
I read the potions book after summer. I only have a couple of chapters left. I thought it would be better to be done with it. Most looked like gibberish. Maybe it will make sense some day.