Every August, my husband and I look at each other and ask, “What happened to summer?” Then we start assembling school supplies, picking apples (we have 2 trees in our garden), making pesto, ordering firewood, digging out the jeans and sweaters, and generally getting on with autumn. I love fall. It’s my favourite season, I’m somewhat obsessive about school supplies (I desperately coveted the 64-pack of Laurentian pencil crayons, all through elementary school), and I love it when the evenings get cool enough to wear a cardigan as I stroll by the lake.
But this year, I’m just not feeling it. My kids are going to school (eek!) and daycare (double eek!) next week. Nick’s already started his course prep. But here I am, thinking, “Autumn. Huh. Maybe I’ll make another batch of ice cream.”
I assume that something, in the next week, will nudge me into gear.
How about you? Are you eager for September? Idling, like me? Grimly resolved, come what may?
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