It’s with a heavy heart that I bid adieu to summer. On my last complete day of freedom I harvested, diced and froze all of the rhubarb, picked basil for making pesto, started dehydrating apricots and baked zucchini muffins. Tomorrow morning I’ll finish making the pesto and shred the rest of the zucchini so it can be frozen before commencing afternoon school stuff.
In addition to putting up food, I spent about an hour spinning some roving that I’d dyed the previous week and I sewed antennae and wings on a Celebi cosplay for A1.
The girls were subdued and the house had a somber quality seldom felt in our home. Admittedly, part of the unusual quietude was due to Thor going to work with my DH and A1 for the day. The cats even resumed their normal routine, albeit with a degree of leariness. They are rather jumpy, and I’m pretty sure it’s because they’re afraid of being pounced on by the puppy. Roxanna now spends most of her time in the wardrobe with the table linens.
A3 and I enjoyed an after-dinner walk. I can’t keep up with her, so most of my views are of her backside disappearing around the next bend in the trail.
We traveled an unfamiliar path and found some new curiosities along the way.
Artistic inspiration prompted me to exhibit without inhibition, in spite of the complete strangers roaming the trails and casting nervous glances. I’m sure they thought I was either crazy or on drugs.
Tomorrow we all must buckle down, pack up and prepare for school. Sensible bedtimes, predictable schedules and nutritious meals may benefit book learning, but we find them boring and a tad stifling. Farewell to creativity and spontaneity. You will be missed.