When I opened the back door this morning to empty some compost, I fully expected a wall of hot and humid air to envelop me, and I was stunned to be met with a cool, crisp, fresh new day.
I enjoyed sweeping leaves and a little light weeding and mulching in the middle of the day. Not ready to let it go this evening, I convinced Edwin to take a walk with me and then spent a half hour watering plants.
The fireflies started coming out as a finished, and the fairy lights I have in mason jars flicked on as the sun disappeared.
Can I be so bold as to hope for another one just like today?
My Corner of the Village 