I worked in the library at school today. The rain poured down accompanied by thunder and lightning. Most unusual for our region. The library was stuffy and I opened the windows. What lovely, fresh scented air blew through. Flowers are looking bedraggled with rain.
Now that I'm home, the skies have cleared and there's some sun. Still, I think that summer is packing her bags and leaving. I hope she vacillates a little more, don't you?
Some sewing of couch cushion covers - the easiest way I know to change up a living room. I made a big cover from the blue fabric that shows the bird print to advantage, but alas, the photo also showed that I hadn't pressed the fabric very well. Tsk, tsk.
And it's our son's birthday today - one with a zero on the end! I look at this photo and cannot believe how the years have flown by. Such a cliché, but nonetheless true. Now he's the father of our Little Miss A. Oh dear. I have to stop here before I get maudlin and teary. Too late. Happiest of Happy Birthdays, Travis with much, much love.