I am SO over summer. These hot and humid days are trying to steal my early September joy. Once September rolls around I am all about fall. I'm ready to pack away all things summer and break out the pumpkins and leaves and all manner of fall goodness. I assure you, I'm aware of the irony of putting out all my fallishness in my air conditioned home while the sun blazes 90 degrees (and humid) overhead. It's silly; and I'm okay with that. I'm pretending that its a cool, gray day and that the leaves are brilliant reds and yellows and that we're having soup for dinner. (Reality: It's HOT, sunny, the leaves are green as ever and Cale's gone so we are having whatever I can scrounge up for dinner.)
This is one of my new finds for this year and I love it. It makes our grumpy leather chair seem happy. It makes me happy.
Today's a happy day "falling" my house. Am I the only one trying to pretend that summer is over? Please tell me I'm not alone!