We arose early for no reason in particular and had our usual breakfast. The morning was cold and the dew was heavy. Instead of charging the front door after breakfast as she usually does my daughter handed me a dog movie and promptly sunk so deeply into the sofa I thought the upholstery had turned carnivorous.
A few plants outside needed water, but we are at last nearing the end of growing season, and with the cooler overnight temperatures I’m having to haul less and less everyday. The rhythm of our day is changing swiftly with the season.
It’s time to start bringing life indoors. Soon enough there will be entire days spent inside. Soon enough there will be more dark hours than light.
Time to welcome myself home.