A Day in the Country

It's beautiful where I live: five nearby colleges make it an urban cultural center but mostly there is farm land and country roads.

Would I slow things down enough to have time to hang dry my laundry? And if I did would the scent and feel slow things down even further?

Lots of butterflies today. JB and I visited the gardens of four local artists, a local fundraiser for the center for the arts.

It's not summer anymore. In this part of the world, the transition from summer to fall is a most beautiful time of year. Today was a most beautiful day. So much is wrong in the world these days, but not the sky.

I want Mr. Ryan and Drew and Baby Logan to have a tree house like this. It didn't look hard to build, not that I'd be building it. But the idea will now percolate in my head.

"Grow and live across the land

Remember the scent roses make

Never forget the magic of a garden ?"

i love this idea

I love this sweet house

 And finally, it was a day when the country outsmarted the GPS. JB and I drove down a road to nowhere and then turned right to nowhere before we backed up and turned around to somewhere.

I don't get authentically lost often enough. It was good.

I wish you a good sky butterfly labyrinth laundry line kind of week.

love
kj