Can we just take a moment to oooh and aaah over the outfits my mom churned out for Hannah this summer? She was kind of on a roll.
Adam wasn’t sure about the texture of this jam, but I’m surprised by how much I love it. Usually he’s the bigger raspberry fan. Some vanilla extract, some cinnamon, and a splash of chocolate balsamic vinegar just sent this one into My-New-Favorite territory (also, it’s not seedless).
This girl had such a great season. Last summer H wasn’t even walking on her own yet. This was her first real kid summer, and I’m sad to see it go. I mean, it’s still 84 degrees outside, but you know how summer feels “over” once Labor Day comes and goes. From Lancaster with my mom to the county fair to fruit picking to visiting grandparents, we did a ton of stuff in those two-and-a-half months. I didn’t realize how much until I looked back this morning. Here are some more summer photos.
It’s the first week of school in my neck of the woods, my first week back in a school after a year home writing and mommying. I still have so much summer to post, and all my brain can think about right now are door decorations and library cards. But, I can’t let the whole rest of my life get derailed by a new job. So, this is what I wore last month. Thank god summer is coming to a close, I really cannot dress myself in the heat.
Still catching up on some summer posts, and I’ve still got some of these sour cherries in our freezer. Hannah positively loved cherry picking. As much as she complained about the strawberries, I couldn’t drag her away from the sour cherries. That precious short season, it’s like magic. We packed our bucket with fruit.
…is very, very late in arriving. I know, strawberry season has been over for 2 months in NJ. But, it was a great season around here, and there are always frozen strawberries (which I am seriously considering for one of the amazing jams I made too little of). So, this is what we did this year.
I haven’t posted here much this summer because it’s been so busy. But everyone’s busy, everyone always says how busy they are. What does that even mean to me?
We’ve had several different kinds of busy around here. Prepping for new job busy, summer adventures with a toddler busy, organizing the house busy, sewing and writing busy, making jam busy, feeding and speech therapy busy. Sometimes all of these busies feel so consuming that I forget I do occasionally spend time with other adults and don’t just sit in front of my computer or run a two-year-old all over the county.
It’s been fun around here for adults lately. Sometimes with Hannah in tow, and sometimes even without her! Read more on Grownups of Summer…
I wish I had some great insights to offer for last month beyond noting that Hannah’s fingerprints are a constant presence on our mirror.
June went fast. Hannah had three weeks off from school before starting the summer program, and now suddenly she goes back on Monday. July 4th has come and gone (and we had a great one, more on that later). The weather went from getting away with long sleeves to straight-up tank top and flip flops weather.
So I’ve been on a total Laurie R. King kick lately, working through audio books of the 7th and 8th Mary Russell novels. I love these books enough that when I get to the end of the series I may very well start over. They are perfectly English in all the best ways, witty mysteries with eccentrics, glorious details, tons of wit (my mentor Dee recommended them when I was in grad school). They are absolutely perfect during the chilly months of the year, but when we had our little cold snap here the past week or two (it dropped into the 60s!) I kind of had a hankering for them.
However, since most of my listening happens in the car with a certain toddler present, she has been voicing her own opinion about what we listen to. Loudly. And her opinion is that it’s too hot for intellectual genre fiction. She wants beach tunes, with the occasional song thrown in just to up her street cred.
These are the songs that keep her from yelling at me in the car, from her Spotify playlist.