Saturday, September 9, 2017

and it was Friday




Beef stew made earlier and set into the crock pot to simmer all afternoon, a leaf blower swooshed across the stone-paved patio to remove the daily accumulation of falling leaves, a fire started  to ward off the approaching chill that enabled us to remain barefooted  and in our summer clothes a bit longer, but only until grabbing a sweater became quite  necessary as darkness fell.



2 comments:

Hill upon Hill said...

We have a fire pit just like yours. We have enjoyed pizza nights around it with my daugthers' friends.

melissa said...

Love this. Just sweet home things. Makes me feel safe.

roasted chicken

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