. . . july was one of those crazy months where everything happens at once, and then there was paris, and then london, and we have been living out of travel cases and working on laptops in parks and in cars, but it’s august, the time typically for travel and trips and vacations — but this month, after all the planes and carryalls and carryons, this month, we are slowing things down to breath in the last of the beautiful weeks of summer; and here, too, things are slowly getting back to normal again, as you can tell from the flood of inspiration yesterday and late last night, and just in case you may have missed . . .