~Summer-y~

As promised, I'm here to do a little catching up-
as in, where did summer even go?!

To begin with,
 the very week of June that school ended, it seems the chaos began . . .

It all started with a dinner party and a house full of friends . . .

and food.

And believe it or not, 

that lead to having a great married couple come live with the boys and I for a couple weeks,

and in turn, that lead to a lot of rearranging and cleaning (and late nights chatting away).

Then there was the FREEZING and WET June Saturday volunteering with the boys at the Recycled Arts Festival.

And even though our extremities were numb by the end, we certainly managed to have a good time. :)

There was a lot of moving . . . moving friends to new homes, 

moving around old things in my own,

moving our bodies on long walks, 

playgrounds, 

and picking berries

(and eating them).

Sometimes, we stopped moving at all.

We went North to see family.

And West to see the ocean . . .

 and play in the sand.

And in the garden?

The good fight was fought against invaders.

And sunlight was enjoyed.

As well as shade.

And I found, once again, 

it's the self-seeded plants that thrive the most . . .

And our summer really ended with a BANG (literally)

when the Oldest fell through a carport roof eight feet to the concrete below and broke his arm!

Why was he on a carport roof you may ask . . . ?

Well . . . I'll leave that one alone for now.

 (right, Mom?)

Let's just say, he milked it for all it was worth.

Anyway- that's just an overview. A quick but admittedly surface synopsis of three crazy months. There was so much prayer and many many heartwrenching conversations and amazing moments within all of that.

All in all, it was a busy, crazy, emotional roller coaster of a summer . . .

and now . . . it's suddenly October.

Or so, it just seems sudden to me.

And it's time to transition to Autumn days,

 even though the weather here seems to think August doesn't end.

But indeed, it does- or, I should say, it has.

And what of September? What happened there?

Well . . . I have one last transition to share with you-

for better or for worse, after nine months of separation between my husband and myself,

September 1st he moved back home . . . and suddenly, we are four again and facing the Fall together.

Cheers!