I want to remember the nice summer days with this writing and with these photos. Sometime this winter, when things are either bright or bleak I might wish to look back on the nice summer days and be reminded of why I love it here. Yes, they are repetitive and may bore you, but I put them here for me. If you like what you see, fine - maybe you can remember your summer in a similar way when the season is so different.
Yes, I crocheted the rag rug in 1990. It has survived and in continuous use.
James still awaits his summer attire! I've been negligent. He stands so stoically.