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.