It's summertime....

And we're in our new place!

Of course, last night the low was in the 40s, so I'm pretty sure summer is holding out for a better offer, but what do I care: I have this awesome yard on a quiet street, and we're hooked up again via phones(same as our old phone #s) and internet. So who needs summer??*

We're still working out where our stuff is going to go while simultaneously trying to find that thing that's in that box somewhere that I think I marked as stuff for the bedroom, but it might have said "living room", and Hey Look! I just found this other thing I wasn't looking for but I did want to find eventually and now I'm going to go find a place to put it... well, you know how it is.

But in this moment, I'm sitting at the kitchen table window looking at the golden light of the declining sun on the trees across the valley, listening to some lively jazz, with the ridiculously intoxicating scent of perfectly ripe white nectarines and white peaches a couple feet away.

Enough time in front of the 'puter.


*I'm hoping that by playing hard to get, summer might become a little desperate for attention and come for a visit. But I'm not begging.
Oh no, not me.