Back to July & Back

 

First and only time I've gone to the cabin this year, due to employment, hospitals, and such.
The mountains are turning red now, and I'm wondering if I will be able to go up again before snow ruins everything, as it most of the time does.

This week has consisted of: surprise visits, yogurt, bagels, walking, developing artistry, poetry stubbornness, home-comings, contained thought, walking, walking, and stairs.