Summer Memories

The forecasters say today is supposed to be our last day of 90-degree weather, and I hope they're right, because it is just weird to start school when it is still hot enough for sweat to pool in the small of your back and the sunlight to be so damned blinding.  

While I love the start of fall--the cooler temperatures, the augur of change, the chance to trade in flip-flops for a while--I found myself a bit nostalgic for summer today.  Who wouldn't be?

A gift from Africa.

Starting backwards here, but okay:  the first day of second and fourth grades.

A Colorado evening.

At Lyons Folk Festival, one of our most beloved summer rituals.

Hiking Two Ponds Nature Reserve.

Turning 7!

 Basil.  On everything.

Life on the cul-de-sac.

Saying goodbye to old friends.  So hard.

Hiking in Evergreen.  If you look closely, you can see a mama elk under the tree there.  Addie picked the spot for us based on an outdoor camp she went to this summer. 

Nolie's last day of first grade.

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Walking the boys in Van Bibber, which has miraculously stayed green almost all summer.

On the new deck with Grambie.

Chilling out with Peanut and reading on one of our many rainy afternoons this summer.