The seasons are changing. The evidence is as follows:
*A bottle of goldenrod sitting pretty on my table.
*A pink scarf in the making for a certain little girl.
*A bowl of motley green and red peppers, still muddy from their latest rain lashing.
*Wood chips littering the hearth. Hello, cozy fires. We’ve missed you!
And so passes another summer. It was nice while it lasted.
the domestic fringe
Yes, summer is gone. Hard to say goodbye, but even I embraced the new season. Wish we had a fire going. It's chilly in here in the mornings!
I'm confused – we're usually still suffering humidity and mosquitoes at this point. I don't think I am quite ready to be cozy yet. Particularly since I don't quite fit into last year's jeans…