It was hotdogs in the back yard.
Baseball with Nana and Papa
with fireworks for dessert.
It was the county fair with Grandma and Grandpa.
It was making new friends
and chilling with ones established.
And some just hanging around.
Now the pool is down and evening comes a little quicker. The weather, after a horribly sticky last hurrah, has turned suddenly cool and dreary. I am another year older according to the weekend's calendar, though I have to stop and think to say how old that is. The boys start school tomorrow. I alternate between making lists, breathing deeply and giddy excitement over us all getting some much needed space. I'm glad it's cool. I'm glad for new sneakers and jeans. For new routine and new focus.
Hello Autumn, good to see you.