I can’t quite believe that we have reached the end of August. Summer is not over, but, in our household, the ease and liberty of summer ends this week as we get back to school and work schedules.
September is not such a bad place to be—caught somewhere between nostalgia for summer and longing for autumn. It has been a great summer, not without its challenges and hardships, but exciting and beautiful and memorable, nonetheless.
We have fit in most of our favorite things. We have picked pretty much every type of berry. We have camped and hiked and swam in rivers and rocked in our hammocks. We spent hours on the road listening to Radiolab. We saw extended family and made babies giggle. We walked and biked our neighborhood. We slept in. We put fresh herbs in everything. We visited museums and saw amazing sights. We went to a movie in the park. We made smoothies and popsicles and called them a meal. We grilled dinner enough that we depleted our propane tank. Some of us grew a few inches. I shot rolls and rolls of film (a few shots of which I am sharing today).
While I am not ready for summer to end, I am ready for what is next. MAV and I have so much more to share with you. You may have noticed that A Year of Sundays came quietly to an end earlier this month. We have a new project up our sleeves which we will be starting soon. It is called A Year of Moments and will feel, I think, both startling new and totally familiar to those of you that have been following our projects all these years, stay tuned.