Summer is so gone.
All time not being back to work is spent at home, indoors, in long cozy pants, long-sleeved thermal shirts, and big 80s socks inside my kitty slippers.
Naps are harder to fall into, and harder to wake up out of. ...even for the cats.
I'm reading before bed...children's books...hoping to get ahead on my class read alouds.
My mom's growing a fig tree. It's so not a summer fruit. She might has well be growing pumpkins.
Our pool is...well, green...and drained. My dipping days are over this year.
My room has really become my haven. It's where I gaze at my fall shoe collection thanks to Target and TOMS.
I'm counting down the days until the new season of The Walking Dead starts up in October. I also have an impending project to take on with that t-shirt...when to do it when to do it...
I have been looking at that picture of him & I a lot this week. A LOT.
Summer has disintegrated.
One second it was here, and the next it has completely vanished.
...and I'm cold.
Above all this season and the next, I want to BE THANKFUL. BE HAPPY. ...like my blakc&white artwork says. I feel like I deserve it by now. I pray I can make it happen and sustain it.
I pray you can too.
Happy Fall, all.