I’m breathing a sigh of relief that our cooler days have brought. Finally I can get outside without wanting to die a thousand deaths. I know, I hear the Texans saying “cry me a river” as I type that, but y’all know we have our own special kind of misery up here 8 months out of the year that you all down there will never have, so who’s crying a river now? Oh, still me.
Anyway, it’s been a very mild week and we got some much needed rain so I’m happy to be getting to enjoy the summer a little before fall sets in.
We spent some time on the patio this morning enjoying the breeze and a tiny patch of dirt.
And some of our wildflowers.
