To quote Glenn Frey again, the heat is on. It's cold in VT today. And I'm frightened that 50 degrees feels cold.
We are recuperating from a fabulous weekend that included a visit from my sister, brother-in-law, and my sweet-as-honey nephew. There were no prolonged conversations before bedtime - it was snack to pumpkin patch to bookstore to lunch to nap to apple picking. Beautiful chaos, the kind that memories are made from.