Time has passed both slow and fast in 2020, it’s late August already and I can hardly believe it. I don’t have adequate words for most of the emotions and feelings around any of it either, but I know for sure at least once a day I sigh wtf.
Just sharing some small things that have been appreciated and wonderful.
The night studio and an old magnifying light of my dads.
A bias binding foot for my sewing machine.
An otherworldly accident shot of the porch rail during a rainstorm, when I almost slipped off the top step trying to capture the soft rumbles and drips.
3 matching skeins.
Curbside pickup from our favorite bubble tea place and the 2x double boba option they offer when ordering online.
This was our fifth trip out and we will never get used to it taking 30+ minutes to travel a half mile.
Deep in the city, Boston was beautifully in bloom ..what a gorgeous view our girl had, you can almost see her waving from the 2nd floor! HI chachi ♥
Touring around .. such architecture
we will never get used to a city with so much design and history packed into the tiniest of spaces.
It went from 94ºF in Northampton (HELLO WEBS!) to right around 55ºF on the coast south of Boston. “Winds in the east, mist coming in, like something is brewing about to begin.”
While we may never fully get used to thick city air, bustling city streets or the organized disorder, it is slowly becoming comfortably familiar (less and less swears with each trip!) Another year notched in, we are 3 in tow, homeward towards Midwestern skies, flat lands and reliable quiet ♥