WHEN THE WEATHER IS FINE

Today I will address directly the first in a series of pressing time-sensitive questions which our family is currently facing. But first the littlest one and I are off to spend the morning with our friend and her family at their urban farm.

The days are starting to melt together the way they often do in the the heat of the summer. There really aren’t that many weeks left until Labor Day, time is passing by rocket fast. Regardless of our plans for next school year, September will bring about a shift in our rhythm and I for one am in no hurry for Autumn to arrive.

Come to think of it, I’m never in a hurry for Autumn to arrive.

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