Wednesday, August 26, 2015


It continues to be cold outside. I don't mind and I know summer will return next week, but it is a reminder that time moves forward. We can't be stuck in our season of porch breakfasts and sunny strolls through fields of perpetually blooming flowers. We're not California. We're not even Georgia). (I'm guessing things bloom constantly in Georgia. What do I know though: I am not a person who fully understands southern climates.)

So I take it as it comes: I bundle up in a sweatshirt to let the cheepers out. They, of course, love the cooler weather. The flowers continue their march toward autumn.

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The breakfast? In the kitchen again.

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The afternoon? Snowdrop care!

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It's a brief account of a rather long day (if you count the hours I am up and about). The one sure sign that I've been traveling is that my eyes close even earlier in the evening. They're closing now as I put up the handful of photos for you, including of a Snowdrop meal. Yes, some things transform themselves, some things stay the same!

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