the summer that was

Well, the new school year began unpromisingly this morning with me smashing the coffee carafe in the sink. (Sadly, the coordination required to fill the coffee carafe without smashing 100% dependent upon the consumption of coffee yet-to-be-brewed.)

Maybe I haven't yet let go of the summer that was. Maybe tomorrow.

 wildflowers

 special rocks

 country fair

 bliss at the petting zoo

 tea at the ladies' auxiliary

  the lake

Thinking about the next three months can start...tomorrow.