hump day nuggets: little bits of the season in photos and words about the last week
Right now I am sipping vinho verde. The back door is open, and I hear a lawn mower, bad country music and a storm rolling in. I am wearing the same skirt I have been wearing for three days, a wet bathing suit top and sand on my shoulders. My desk is dusty and piled with things I’ll get to later. Out the window I see a tree heavy with apples, sun-bleached adirondack chairs, crisp sheets on the clothesline, sunflowers and cosmos. Margot and Ruby are napping. Their sunscreeny bodies relaxed into naps before I could say sweet dreams.