Summer left last night, taking with her the hottest of hot of the last two days, and leaving for us the warm of early fall. Oh beautiful fall warm. Along with a rain that I imagined was whispering to each green leaf upon which it landed "alright, it is time now, you may turn."
We spent this morning outside. In the rain. With bikes and rocks and chalk and balls and sticks and dirt. Any sort of goodness that could be discovered.
As the day unfolded got wetter and muddier -- despite the boots and raincoats. We didn't notice, or didn't care, for the fabulousness of it all.
Look at all that wonderful wet and mud! I love it - good stuff :)
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