wednesday's words and wanderings and wonderings

What a week. Does it seem like time is flying by? We've passed the midpoint of August and are in the dog days of summer but signs of fall are creeping in. The monarch butterfly migration is underway, the grocery stores are marketing corn chips that look like leaves and are in fall colors - gold, orange, purple - and at the farm the peaches are now coming in from Michigan instead of South Carolina and we now have some early season apples and butternut squash. 

Speaking of the farm, the sky doesn't look like it but a quick 20 minute downpour came through and gave the land a much-needed watering. Of course there were puddles in the parking lot and around the stand but what tickled me is that when customers came up to pay for their produce, they looked around and asked, "Oh, did you get some rain here?" 

We exchange dinner dates with a dear friend. She takes us to her country club and we take her to her favorite steak house. She loves dessert and even though we were full at the end of our lovely meals, she insisted on one of each. Twist my arm! (Top to bottom: lemon chiffon cake, peanut butter creme brulee, hot fudge nutball)

A drive up I-71 to Cleveland for the weekend to spend time with our son, daughter-in-law, and two of our precious littles. The only time our 3-year old grandson is not moving is when he's having his quiet time and gets to watch TV or when he's asleep. He is a clone of his dad. Exhausting but fills the heart with so much joy, just like his dad did (and still does). Our 5 month old granddaughter is on the move. She rolls over to her tummy but hasn't mastered rolling back to her back. She let us know when she wanted to be back on her back, and then only to repeat the whole process. 

"Our" shower in Cleveland is in the kids' bathroom. Shove all the toys to the back and scrub away. These two little people sure do keep the young-at-heart feeling alive.

This just made me laugh. Been there, done that.