Friday was a bit of a whirlwind, and F didn’t get down for a nap until pretty late. When she woke up, I was the only one home, and we played a few games and worked a few puzzles in the quiet of the house. The view out her windows of the sun setting over the rooftops and the church steeples is usually a good one, but on that afternoon the sky was particularly stunning. The colors outside of the window are distracting to me in these photos – they look like the colors on a cheap romance novel, or the cover of Gone with the Wind that I read in eighth grade. But never fear – Tara (or our neighbor’s house) was not burning in the background as we played round after round of the picnic game.
All is well, inside the house, and out.