This weekdend was drizzly and quiet. I cut lots of brush down and got pretty far on a pair of Christmas socks. We got one of last year’s lambs as comfortable as we could in the truck bed, said our goodbyes and thank you’s, and did the hard part of this job – sending him off to the processor. On the way home, my husband rescued a turtle in the middle of the road that had nearly been hit.
I’m glad to see the night temperatures will be falling this week, and the daytime highs too. The calender turns, and the temperatures turn with it. Although I can’t complain – most of August was gorgeous, felt more like early fall. What a funny summer we”ve had – July was suffocating, and August was like autumn. My children have been dressing up in snow gear and running around the house pretending it’s snowing. They keep asking to go ice skating.
Our school year begins on Tuesday!