It’s the last part of August which is typically really warm to unbearably hot. But not this weekend. This weekend has been beautiful. The kind of day where there are big puffy clouds in a soft chambray sky and the temperature at 11:17 am is 65°. There is a light breeze blowing through the curtains.
On the three-season porch, John is relaxing on the couch researching ventless propane gas logs for our living room fireplace and listening to the James Taylor station on Alexa.
Boo loves the couch on the porch and is taking the time to spread out and sleep in the calm and coolness of this day, near but not too near her daddy.
Meanwhile, Cooper and MeMe take this opportunity to play and run in the yard and do what puppies do best – live life to the fullest.
Time seems to stand still on a day like this, summer is not quite over and fall is around the corner. Chores are done and work is a million hours away. There is only this moment on this day. This could be the perfect day.