Sitting Outside On An August Evening

Funny how the melancholy of a Friday can disappear so quickly. Flip a switch and the light changes, shadows dissipate, a mood is lifted. Turns out Monday wasn't needed after all.
School is starting soon and I find myself making plans and creating lists in my head all the time. There is so much I love about the promise of September and the changing of the season. I'm daydreaming about chilly Saturday morning soccer games and the crisp crackle of fallen leaves. I want to spend entire weekends hiking or cooking over an open fire, seated on a rock in the middle of a river the way we used to.
Nostalgia mixed with future possibilities...Perfect.