Gleaning from the past for a more simple future in our 1950s cottage.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
It's hot in the house.
I have a hot baby laying across my hot lap with my hot laptop blowing hot air on me.
And once again I am going through the end of the season blahs - the hurry up and get on with the next season mood. I do this every season ending.
The funny thing is this morning I was lamenting the end of summer.
But I'm also looking forward to the start of the school year.... tights jewel tones crisp apples apple cider donuts baking again corduroy opening windows sleeping under blankets and not sweating just sitting still