A slow start...

This morning I stiffly drifted in and out of sleep until 10:30. When I finally got up I grabbed a cap to hide my crazy head of hair and went to sit outside in the yard with wolfie. It rained last night and all day yesterday giving the neglected perennials that circle the back yard a second chance. Everything is bright green, purple, orange, more green, and yellow. But the best part about today is cooler weather. After surviving the heat-wave, 75 degrees feels a lot like heaven. I can only hope that it stays this cool for awhile. Needless to say, I've already caught myself (all too often) dreaming of fall weather because, to be honest, I can't wait for days that require me to wear a sweater and light candles for an illusion of warmth. I'm looking forward to seeing the ivy that covers our house and windows turn to red and orange and taking long, cool walks in the woods across the street.

Over the past few days I've managed to get the living room, dining room, and kitchen nearly set up (or at least in working order). My favorite time of day has been in the morning when I make my first cup of coffee (and today, one for Vinny too). My other favorite time is late at night, when it cools off (even just a little) enough to take Anu for a walk. I've been busy (and deliriously tired) during the day--unpacking, running errands, doing whatever needs to be done--but at night, I let my world slow down; at night I let myself explore the magic that surrounds me--and I'm beginning to think that there will never be an end to my discoveries.

As for today, I feel like slowing it down a notch (or three). I'll take a long walk and then start digging into this pile I call my office...but for now: nothing. The rest will come avalanching soon enough.