Here’s a mindf*** if there ever was one: IT’S AUGUST 24TH. Why is it that each summer seems to go by faster than the last, but winter (oh you cute winter, you) is always shitty and never-ending?
This month was a flash of muggy days, walks through the woods, seafood pasta, nekked babies, an unexpectedly great Old Navy find, and the best discovery: a wee blackberry bush in my front yard. It has become a new tradition to visit every morning and pick a ripe berry for my granola. It makes me gleefully happy (they’re good, too! Juicy and sweet!)
Have a great Monday, everyone — we can do it!