Summer

The sun is shining. It's a hot summer day.

The basement smells like drying lavender, dill and rosemary. So do my hands. When it's cooler I'll pick another round of peas, and we'll have fresh peas for dinner.

The boys have been playing in the tent, set up in the back yard, all morning.

The dog is sleeping at my feet.

We've got corn and tomatoes and watermelon growing in the front yard, and more in the garden.

Yesterday I finally found a sun hat that I like, so I bought it. I wore it in the garden this morning.

I am going out to swing in the hammock. I won't be able to rest because I'll be joined by dirty little feet and bony elbows. And giggles.

I am blessed.

Life is good.