And here we go, things cleaned and put away, loaned items made ready to be returned, Sifu’s truck safely back at its berth, and getting used to a world not made up of dust, heat, dust, sun, dust, wind, dust, music, dust and dust, with a side order of dust.  Did I mention dust?  While not the dustpocalypse that was predicted, it was indeed much dustier this year than the prior two, and if I was suffering any lingering effects in the lungs from mold it was surely killed by the dust.  Dust, however, didn’t matter.  For it was another great burn.  Continue reading →