This was our view Tuesday morning for two hours and forty-five minutes. It was a beautiful view. Later that evening we gathered with friends down the street for a huge celebration party. E got her first try at silly string. I thought I’d capture some action shots of that, but realized she was pointing the can at my camera so I got out of the way.
And life resumed again on Wednesday, with a red velvet sandwich devoured at Veruca and an extra high skip in our step.
Then fall hinted this morning that it might actually act like fall with some wind and some rain and some general blustery-ness. Life rolls on, patterns re-settle, seasons merge. We are at peace.