The squirrels are home, and other than a typical antisocial surly huff by Y, things seemed to be readjusting to “normal”.  E was actually quite friendly.  He’s anxious to start setting up his new furnishings in S’s old room.  I think it’s going to make a huge difference.

K invited his friend A over for Shabbat dinner and a “challah swap”–she had made her own, and we all enjoyed trying them out, and talking.  Except for Y, who stomped off to his room.  K had completed his excellent fresh blueberry cheesecake for dessert.  It tasted as good as it looks.

We’re in an extreme heat wave–heat indices in the 100s, nothing new here–so I have to curtail some of my exercise.