I’m lamenting summer’s passing. I have to go back to work, get up at 5am. I’m dreading the dark morning. I’ll get used to it.
Really, I’ve had a splendid summer. I’ve done a ton of artwork, traveled to the Berkshires & California, & had marvelous bike rides in the park/cloud watching sessions/romantic dinners at home with my husband.
Here’s a fun article on NOT owning a summer house from Slate
Here’s a search on flickr for “summer house”. I picked some of my favorite pictures to show you.