it starts right after I turn another year older. gasp.
it gets hot. you "have" to turn on the a/c for the first time.
and then it rains. and everything is cool again.
you get your first sunburn.
and you remember that with the amazing growing garden you have, you also have gangly, indestructible, chameleon weeds.
a new dress for little A.
sewing for myself, just not as much fun.
learning to grow tomatoes in pots.
in effort to get more sun.
and that basil, is happily in the ground. (but, somebody has been munching on my marigolds)