Sunday! It was somewhat not-hot (65°F) this morning, so we had a pleasant walk around Lake Ella, where I snapped this sunrise:
I’ve had some great shots of dawn over the pond recently and I finally figured out why: the fountain in the middle is not running, and has not been for a while. Take a gander of the header at the top of this post on my website and you’ll see it; but it is very clearly NOT geyser-ing in most of my most recent photos. I suspect it is turned off when the water table gets too low, but I’m not sure.
In other news, yesterday was so weird; I was lethargic, hungry, and had a very out-of-character sweet tooth. I finally connected the dots and realized that my body was acting like I was mid-shark week, despite the fact that I’ve been in full menopause for 2+ years at this point. Hormones, WHY?!?!??!?
Which is to say, I spent all day listening to episodes of the Family Secrets podcast, hosted by Dani Shapiro. Very addictive! The episode Mermaid Manor was…eh, if you want to know what living with my mother was like, that’s the episode for you. The only difference is that my mother stayed married. If she had not, I suspect my life would have matched up with that other child’s life 1:1. It’s interesting because while my mother’s bipolar disorder was an “open secret” in the family, her behavior outside of that fit really well into the “borderline personality” bucket.
These days there is a lot more understanding and compassion for people with borderline personality disorder, but back in the 70s/80s it was not even a thing much less a thing that would have been treated seriously, so it’s hard to say for sure of course. Post-mortem mental health diagnosing is always a bit wonky.