The changing light softens my rush, slow knits and murky colors are now filling my thoughts.
I’m ready to breathe again, life’s been slightly uncomfortable and filled with much too much stuff.
I only have the tiniest of sock toes to show.
The oaks are shedding and the squirrels are bickering about it. Again with that changing light, late August chilly evenings are my favorite 💕
I may be undoing more than I’m doing, but that’s ok, getting lost in a moment of simple distraction (whether or not productive) is beautifully useful in its own way.
4 thoughts on “Late August”
My puppy wants to eat all the acorns. . . .
Oooooh 🐶 I remember the curious/naughty puppy stage! The squirrels are going bananas trying to bury them all!
Bickering squirrels are crazy; we also have a problem with them destroying garden items, like sunflower stalks! I look forward to their hibernation.
Ugh Karen they are little monsters! We once had a pair that chewed all the piping off our outdoor furniture cushions!??!