count down to something

somehow, festival season has snuck up on me.
I feel much more prepared than I did last year, not nearly so frightened. Maybe it's because I'm letting myself spend time thinking about other things. Letting myself get caught up in life. In possibilities.

I'm loving the garden.
I'm loving seeing things grow from these tiny seeds into something I can use, something wonderful.

The heat makes staying on task difficult. It would be fine if it were just hot... but swimming the humid air drowns me.

wishful.

biding time

"people in our lives that we can't say the things we want to say to."
drives me crazy.
and yet.
I still do it.

do you?

as IF!

So, I realized that a month and a half has passed, and I didn't even mention on here....


Miss Jellybean. 8yrs old, new addition to the hobbit home!

too funny. How'd I forget to post her?

'Touff and Fynn could care less about her. They take a look, then roll over and go back to sleep.. Miss. Bean however... wants to eat 'Touff... not so much Fynn.
So for now, we're taking turns playing in the yard. It works for us!