the summer that was

Well, the new school year began unpromisingly this morning with me smashing the coffee carafe in the sink. (Sadly, the coordination required to fill the coffee carafe without smashing 100% dependent upon the consumption of coffee yet-to-be-brewed.)



Maybe I haven't yet let go of the summer that was. Maybe tomorrow.






 wildflowers






 special rocks








 country fair








 bliss at the petting zoo





 tea at the ladies' auxiliary





  the lake




Thinking about the next three months can start...tomorrow.