I lost a child (many years ago) in July. My mom had a birthday, died and was buried in July. We moved in July. And even this year, a gluten-free order brought another permanent change.
I hardly saw it this year--my face was in books for weeks.
I did snag a few pictures recently.
- Garden tomato, impatiens, black-eyed Susans, sunflowers in a vase;
- Erin, with a frog, with her dad, how gorgeous the pool area looked after Shane worked in it;
- more Susans, eggs for baking day, a first batch of cookies, out of the oven;
- light on the floor while Erin writes a story, Erin at the pool, Lanie at the pool, Lanie with the 17-yr-old cat.
I never imagined cookies would dominate my thoughts so much.
August: go slow. And save me a seat under the walnut tree.