I said please. It was 48 degrees here on the farm this morning.
Am I the only one who feels like time is moving at warp speed while we are moving ever so lazily about? Not that I know what warp speed really is. But I swear, I don’t know where summer went. One minute I was planning gardens for veggies, and parties for Jenn’s High school graduation, and college prep, heading to the ocean for vacation, and pup sitting for Juli and Josh, so they could enjoy vacation without worry, enjoying County Fairs…hold the phone…did I say “Fairs” Then I suddenly it hit me – SUMMER is over.
In the North-east, all summers go quickly, but this one – this one seemed to fly by.
We had a bit of a storm a few days ago,( I love thunder storms), a storm with lots of wind(I love wind), and thunder, and lightening, and rain, sweet, blessed rain…It got very dark, poured for about 5 minutes, I think, and it was gone. No wonder the llamas weren’t paying any attention to me; I told them there was a storm coming…
Would you just look at those clouds..
Reply… “mmm- hmmm”..