The weather is warmer and drier than it’s been for weeks. So on Friday Linnea ran out of ERAPA to head to the bus-stop, looked at the leaves on the ground, and said “LOOK, Mum, it’s AUTUMN!”
I love autumn, I truly do, but I wanted summer.
Since then, however, the weather has been lovely and warm and bright and dry, and not only have I done a ton of laundry but we’ve played outdoors (even me!) and had a picnic and
done all sorts of things.
We’re planning a museum visit. The days are filling up. September still feels like a beginning to me, even though I haven’t been in a school for um. 13 years? More?