Last night Kendall kept kicking me and doing these insane flip turns. I’m not sure whether he was the undisputed winner of some dream fight or if he was repeatedly getting thrown from a car. Either way I don’t know how he didn’t wake himself up. Finn’s sleep wasn’t so hot either and between the two of them I got very little sleep. I’m not one to take not sleeping lightly and I tend to hold a grudge toward those who wake me. I’m working on it. And this time, as I struggle to let go, I decided to turn this situation into a little middle of the night, too early in the morning, Me Time: a pot of tea, some knitting, my favorite yogurt while sitting in a cozy chair. While I was tired, surrounded outside by dark, and breathing through some intense frustration that I was not sleeping, this Me Time was a pleasant addition to the situation. And you know, it really did help.
I ran into the moon this morning,
hanging low in the West, big and round and almost full
clear, bright, unwavering against the blue sky.
Three weeks ago I felt the air change. My skin, lungs, and tips of my fingers knowing before I. My ears becoming aware, followed by my mind understanding. A few days later the leaves began to fall; greeting the ground.
I took a walk through the woods today and saw the path littered, already enough time passing for those that were first to descend to be worked back into the earth.
We continue to play outside, soak in the sun, wear shorts, and enjoy picnics. But, Autumn trickles into our conversations and without thought we prepare. Memories coming on the wind that has begun to blow, gentle but steady.
I saw a butterfly
like ash fluttering through the air
This is what we did with them…
We went to Portland a few weekends ago to play in a pool, learn about bees, eat good food, see-saw and slide, and walk around that town. On the way home we stopped by a beautiful farm to pick raspberries.
June was a big month for our little guy. He learned to ride his bike, had his first recital, started taking swim lessons, and ate a gang
of cherries. We topped off the month with a Cubs game, brunch at a new restaurant, a perfect sunny Sunday walk around the Ballard farmer’s market, dinner at a yummy restaurant, and a giant piece of chocolate cake.