The baby and I dodged a few raindrops this morning to see what was happening at our favorite morning spot. We waited out a few of the drips while splitting an everything bagel, toasted, and slathered with cream cheese. Why I didn’t think to take a photograph of F with a white mustache and beard…
color: books
A great example of what I was talking about in that last post.
laundry room: a love story, and musings upon the making of a family home
Maybe you live this way too, and if so, maybe you’ll get what I am saying. Or maybe I’m just a little strange, which might not be so far off either. I find the whole back-to-school, start-of-fall time really kick starts some sort of nesting instinct in me, maybe even more pronounced than that instinct…