It’s the end of summer.


We spent some time at the beach, although not enough this year.


We grew vegetables and flowers. The garden has been a major part of our life this summer.


We picked blackberries and made cheesecake. Blackberry mint cheesecake.

And now it’s fall. We’ve had three fires inside in the last few days, needing to warm the house up and feel cozy. And a bonfire a couple weeks ago too. I’m a little sad summer’s over, it was short, but I’m ready. Ready for apples and fires in the woodstove and bonfires outside and boots and falling leaves and, yes, the gray, the drizzle. Ready to move our life inside and read books, play games, do crafts, build forts and train tracks.